He’s not really mine. We’re not really together. But for what it’s worth, he is and will always be my sweetest ‘whatever’. #repost
Damon: I didn’t say you were supposed to be okay with it, I just said I’m not sorry. But you know what I really am? Selfish, because I make bad choices that hurt you. Yes, I would rather have died than be human. I’d rather die right now than spend a handful of years with you, only to lose you when I’m too old and sick and miserable and you’re still you. I’d rather die right now than spend my last final years remembering how good I had it and how happy I was, because that’s who I am, Elena, and I’m not gonna change. And there’s no apology in the world that encompasses all the reasons that I’m wrong for you.
Elena: Fine, then I’m not sorry either. I’m not sorry that I met you. I’m not sorry that knowing you has made me question everything, that in death you’re the one that made me feel most alive. You’ve been a terrible person, you’ve made all the wrong choices, and of all the choices that I’ve made this will prove to be the worst one. But I am not sorry that I’m in love with you. I love you, Damon. I love y….
I think because we keep holding on to the hope that the person we fell in love with, and all the wonderful things about them, will come back to us. I think that’s why we stay, after the fights, after all the ugliness comes out, after hurt upon hurt. We are hoping and wishing for our loves to come back to us.
there was someone i knew a not so long ago who got away. we kept on communicating for almost two years after he left but most of the days in between were sad until there’s none left. i was left hoping for something that doesn’t exist anymore. things were not really ok before that suddden stop and i should not be surprised. i don’t know what really happened. i don’t know why i kept holding on for that long. until this very day that he himself revealed his true kind. there is no way for me to look back now that i know he is a filthy creepy shitty worthless awful creature that ever existed. everything about him is so disgusting. my heart is raging with infliction. i don’t wanna spend even a millisecond of my time thinking about your shitty lies. don’t ever tell me that you’re sorry after all this time because it doesn’t suit your lousy personality and it will not ever gonna change a thing that you are a shame in the ass. GTH decompose yourself and disappear! and btw i’m not mad. i’m awfully pissed off. i just feel i need to let this out, so i wrote this.
happy Mother’s day mama! sorry if most of the time i’m a pain in the ass. i’m not good with expressing my affection and i hope these 3 words can sum it all up I LOVE YOU ‘ma.