shit happens.

It is simple, I promise you it’s simple. Looking to win my heart? Well here you go … All I simply want is for you to care about me, to think I am honestly one of the best looking people you know, I don’t have to be thee best looking, but top three would be nice. I know I’m obviously not one of the top three prettiest girls in everyone’s books, but just in your book, that’s all that would matter. If you are accepting of all the changes I put myself through, that’d be fantastic. Every time I changed my hair colour, or did something different with anything in general, and you told me how beautiful I look regardless, that’d be fantastic. Don’t get mad at me when I do things without letting you know in advanced, like getting a piercing, changing my hair, or getting a tattoo, it’s nothing personal, I promise, I just like keeping those things as surprises to everyone I know. Because I know if I tell anyone before hand, they’ll either try to get me to change my mind or tell everyone else in the world. Anyway, who doesn’t like surprises? Speaking of which, you have to like surprises, and surprise me once in a while, because I find surprises to be one of the best things in the world. I’ll tease you, again, it’s nothing personal, it’s just the way I am. Please, be able to go along with it and tease me in return, because there’s no way I could be with someone who just took everything so seriously or just didn’t have any witty comebacks. I like wit, and sarcasm, but please know when the appropriate times are. If I’m mad, let me vent, let me storm around, because that rarely happens, most of the times I’ll either bottle it up or just be submissive instead of angry. And if I bottle it up, I will be harsh, and I will say things I will regret within the next ten minutes, if not sooner. After I’m angry, I normally get sad, let that happen, just be there for me and hold me, and let me know everything will be okay. In all honesty there’s really nothing else you have to do besides that when I am sad. Just hold me in your arms and tell me it’ll be okay, let me know that you care about me. One of the few last final things, don’t yell at me. I really don’t think this one needs an explanation, and if it does, you are not the one for me. Please, tell me the truth, regardless of if you think I can handle it, because whether or not I can, is not the point. I hate when I get told one thing, but then after a breakup they go around and do the complete opposite, it happens a lot, and that really gets to me more than you’d think. I have been told by an ex that he finds a girl completely unattractive and nonsexual, though shortly after our breakup he proceeded to sleep with her, despite the fact that she was in a long term relationship. If you’re funny, that’s an instant bonus in my books. Though I find anything hilarious when it comes down to it in the end. I need someone who can make me laugh, because I won’t always want to.

I’m sure I’m forgetting some things, but as of this moment, those seem like the most important things, I guess it’s not as simple as I thought, but if I were to cut it down to one thing I needed, it’d be to care about me.

IF I GET ANOTHER GOD DAMN SPAMBOT ON MY ACCOUNT IMMA FLIP SOME TABLES UP IN THIS BITCH

goddessoftheinternet:

a list of reasons i would be the worst girlfriend ever

• extremely ticklish
• runs away from feelings
• also problems
• expects the world to be handed to her on a silver platter
• bad communicator
• awkward and shy around people i like
• refuses to make plans ever
• how do you even talk to boys i dont get it
• sarcastic asshole

(via goddessoftheinternet-deactivate)

drools.