We argue like an old married couple. Love each other like sister and brother. Make fun of each other like best friends. Talk to each other like boyfriend and girlfriend. But what are we? Nothing. And it will always be just nothing between us.

jolin pangan.
18. SoCal. CSUF. Dancer. Extrovert.
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How did I end up in this situation again? I told myself never again. But I guess I’m not very good at lying to myself.
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I know we don’t talk anymore, but just remember that I always wish you the best. Don’t ever forget that. Just because we don’t communicate as well as before, I still care. Probably more than I should.
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No one takes me seriously when I tell them I’m not happy. Just goes to show how good I am at putting on masks.
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You want to know why I don’t like talking to you? Well first of all, you are a fucking bitch. You are so rude, inconsiderate, and selfish. Second, you don’t ask, you demand. I’m not your damn slave. Shut the fuck up. Get your ass up and do something yourself. Third, you whine like a fucking toddler. Stop complaining about your life and do something to fix it. Sitting around not doing shit won’t help you progress in any way at all. So don’t come whining to anyone when you’re suffering from your own laziness. Fourth, you are so unsupportive of my aspirations. I’ve worked and I’m still working too hard to be degraded by you and to hear any complaints or insults regarding my goals. Fifth, you are extremely egotistic. Step off your high horse because I hate to break it to you, but you are not always right. If you’re wrong, just accept it and apologize. If you’re flawed, accept it and do something about yourself. If you were fooled, accept it and laugh about it. Try to see from my perspective before you yell at me or lecture me for nothing. That’s all I’m asking.
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