Cindyyy.

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Last night I had this thrown at me “stop being so out of league” kind of insulting really. What do I come across as? I date people not even worthy of knowing my name most of the time. I do not care what you look like, If I like you then I like you.

boys these days

You’re the one constantly after my attention, so why get the shits and even try to ignore me when I say I can’t hang out? You’re torturing yourself, and I don’t give two shits except when I think about the sheer stupidity of it. See ya when you come crawling back tomorrow.

Cindyyy.

Anonymous asked: I'm glad you took the right step in getting rid of him and I can see your so much happier even if your finding it hard to move on. xox

Thank you x

It’s amazing the person you’ve already turned into after being single for just over a week. I fell in love with the person you were before we were dating, and then you became this completely different person and I didn’t realise it till now. You were boring when you were with me, you only changed who you were around me because it was completely disrespectful. And now you’re back to the old ways, but I can’t love you. I can already barely remember what it felt like to love you.

Theres nothing to hold onto, theres nothing to miss. There was nothing solid, nor real about our relationship.

I have not been this happy in over 3 years. I spent 3 years depending on a male to make my life better and to make me happy. Neither of which I was actually given thinking back. I feel fan-fucking-tastic.

mixed up feelings

I can’t help but see a million positives to being single. For the first time, in a really long time I am so happy with my body, and i’m so happy to have realised that I am so much stronger than I thought. I know I didn’t lose the weight the right way, but I feel amazing nevertheless!

Sure, I feel a little sad every now and then, but only really when I sit around thinking about what hes doing, or who he is going to be with next, or if he’s been texting her. But that happens with every relationship and it’s something I will slowly get over.

I’m starting to laugh again, and just be my normal self :) I know it will be a bit of a roller coaster for a little while but i’m up more then i’m down so i’m happy.

I’m glad I will no longer have to be disappointed on a daily basis, and I can make plans and not have to wait around for someone to want to spend time with me, knowing deep down they never even wanted to.

I’m not angry at him at all if why he said it ended is true, I completely understand and I’m glad at how upset he was and how much he cried when we met up, I’m glad he said sorry. But theres always that thought that there was someone else. So much happened in the last few weeks that now I can’t believe I didn’t see it coming.

The things he said, the things he done, I can tell how hard he was trying to keep a smile on my face when he couldn’t manage one on his.

And sure all the faggots think they have a chance now, but one guy in particular (who I have no feelings for) has been texting me and basically told me he would do anything to win me over, and I guess I never realised I could be someone that another person wanted so badly, and would do anything for.

So it’s 1:01pm and I haven’t cried so far today. Thats an improvement, but who knows how the rest of the day will turn out. I just feel numb, like a massive big whole has appeared in my belly, and the feeling is horrible.

I don’t know how to be single.

When you wake up and get ready for work and you want to know the time so you have a look on your boyfriends phone and he has 4 messages from this girl, this exact same girl you have been worrying about for over a month, the exact same girl whose comments, statuses etc your boyfriend always likes on facebook, and the exact same girl my boyfriend defended after i told him she was sleeping with someone elses boyfriend.

And then I take his phone and write a status saying ‘i love my bubby girl’ and a little while later i get a message saying “ohhhh and she wrote a status for me…sickkkk” which he meant to send to someone else.

You’re worth a lot, but the way you make me feel 60% of the time is not worth it at all. I couldn’t even begin to describe how much it hurts everytime you upset me. I was reading a book about a month ago, and it spoke of how relationships are always 60-40, 70-30, 80-20 etc. There is no 50-50. One person always loves the other one more. I’m a 90-10 kind of girl myself.