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Hello. Name's Amanda. 21 years old. I love pictures of tattoos. Cute couples. Whether it be boy girl, boy boy, or girl girl. Love is love. Music and life. I post what makes me happy and things that make me think about life. <3
Thar hardest thing to accept, is accepting I have to live life without you.
Rip my heart out, let me bleed out. Don’t try to make it right, you only make it worse.
I always do this to myself. I let your poison in thinking that this time it’ll be good for me. It won’t hurt like it has before. My heart aches and it’s all my fault. You gave me the knife just to see what I would do with it. Now this is what I’m left with. Dying hopes and the shattered need to be wanted by you. These wounds are open, the perfect time for you to pour your false hope into me. This feeling of needing to be wanted, needing to be needed, is killing me all the more. When will this heart learn to not trust such silly words?
