A real boy won't care what the size of your bra is, how large your thighs are, if you have a big butt, and a sign in your belly. A real boy is going to notice your smile, the way you put your hair in the back of your ear when you are nervous, in your smile, the way your lips move when you are talking, in your hysterical way of watching horror movies, in your weird way of running, in your little obsessions, in your exaggerated gestures and in the way you pronounce his name. A real boy is going to love you for what you are, not for your outside. & a boy that wouldn't leave. If you agree and smiled when you read this, reblog. ♥
I think I fall a little in love with people when I catch them in small moments, when they think no one’s looking at them, when they absently twirl a strand of hair between their fingers, when they lick their thumb to turn a page in a book. There’s something beautiful about a person who is lost in a thought, or adjusting their shirt, or is scratching a phantom itch on their arm, or even someone who is looking at someone else like I am looking at them.
I remember how excited she was when I said she was my best friend.. Now she’s even more of a stranger to me than I ever expected.. If I got a call from her right now I really won’t know what to say, I’ve laid everything out on her table and it looks like she’s.. Idk but she told me herself she’s replaced me.. But even when I had a gf I never replaced her..
Well right now my biggest insecurity is that I’m replaceable, it’s never occurred to me till now but being in sports you’re treated like an object a pawn of something bigger and if you can’t live up to the challenge you get replaced but I came to be familiar and accustomed to that so I got used to it, but now it’s happening to me emotionally, I feel people are replacing me with people who are more available or better than I am.
And other than that I miss my best friend, I admitted to her that I had feelings and I told her that I don’t like being the one to have to call and set things up so I stopped doing it and it’s been a week or so and still no word.. I miss my youth group and I think I’m just ready to leave this town again! I wish I could give you something to smile about but nobody but God has given me any reason to lol
This is now the third person who has broken their walls down and let me help only to leave me in the rubble when they get through what’s bothering them, I really just wish, for once, please Lord just let one of these people realize that I have needed them just as much if not more then they needed me.. Feelings of romanticism and feelings of friendship, though changing will not severe the emotional ties I have made with them and like a price of tape, the more you stick me and peel me off the less attached I become.. I truly would hate to become a bitter person cuz I am too scared to open up again from fear of being replaced someday. Right now I feel replaceable, temporary, and interim person.. But such is life and I think I need to just look at the bright side and see that the one who won’t leave me is the one I’ll bind to for years and years! I won’t give up! Call me a hopeless romantic, the real life Ted Mosby, or what have you! But there is someone out there for me, and eventually I will never fear being replaced.. Goodnight!!