You, with the girlfriend, drunkenly pressing your hips to my mouth: do not speak her name like a promise if it only comes once you have breathed yours into me. Do not keep your hand snaked around my chest, do not touch me THERE, do not continue to unbutton my jeans as you say, It’s not like we had sex.When you go home, I hope she can tell how often you forget her. I hope she tastes my unwitting apology on your lips and is smart enough to leave.
|—||Forgetful Is Not A Characteristic of Those In Love | Lora Mathis (via lora-mathis)|
Lets all just take a moment in our evening to lol at the text my ex sent me today.
For a few years, you were the one I spilled all my secrets to, the one to be there for me when I had a rough day, to advise me when I didn’t know what to. We shared so much together, and I’ll be honest, it was nothing short of devastating when I found out you were cheating on me. But today when I read this text after my class, it made me laugh, because I legitimately couldn’t give two shits about anything that you’re doing with your life. Over the last few months, I have realized that being your girlfriend, was detrimental to me in every way possible. You negatively affected my relationships with everyone around me, negatively impacted my work at school, and negatively changed my attitude about life. I consider your actions as a blessing in disguise. You cheating gave me a reason to get out of this toxic relationship, and allowed me to not only find the person that I was before I met you, but to also find someone who is everything you’re not. My only regret is that you didn’t cheat sooner.
good fucking riddance.