The Melancholy Half
dearoldlove: You once said, half out of romance and half out of melancholy, that you almost never dreamed at night, but when you did it was about me. I guess I’m returning the favor now.
dearoldlove: I was so obsessed with you that it’s still hard to believe how much of an asshole you are.
dearoldlove: I have this theory that if I listen to your favorite music all the time, eventually we will be listening to the exact same song at the exact same moment, and the universe will place me in your thoughts.
"Why are you so quiet?"
everysongisaboutsex: “Maybe because I fucking hate all of you”.
dearoldlove: I knew I loved you when I started loving the things I usually wouldn’t.
dearoldlove: I listen to songs that remind me of you to be reminded of you.
dearoldlove: Funny how you acted like you would protect me from anything and kill whoever would try to hurt me, when really you hurt me more than anyone else.
From Dislike To-
dearoldlove: We didn’t even like each other, then I feel in love with you.
You always hurt the one you love The one you shouldn’t hurt at all You always...– (via midnightshelter)
A Great Nothing
dearoldlove: We were nothing. Why do I feel like I am missing everything without you?
dearoldlove: I’m a flawed, hurting, and sentimental being. Also boring. Yet my heart had the audacity to ask you to love me anyway.
dearoldlove: Your way with words made me forget how much I hate talking on the phone.
I love knowing something I'm not supposed to know.
More Laughs Here
dearoldlove: Was I just the one before The One?
It's just so, so hard.
And I do not know what to do anymore. Fuck it.