Erica.

25 year old St. Pete, FL native smart ass with quick wit & a sharp tongue. I love music, baseball, booze, cats, roller derby, being loud, and just generally being a jack ass.

Expect lots of posts about Tampa Bay Rays, Brand New, The Wonder Years, all kinds of Pop Punk in general, Roller Derby, Andrew McMahon, Donnie Darko, Fight Club, Hot Naked Tattooed People, The Swellers, No Sleep Records, How I Met Your Mother, Disney, Lush, and other random shit I enjoy.

 

i still think about you a lot
it makes me sick sometimes
i just want to know you are ok
i shouldn’t though after all the pain you put me though
:sigh:  

I was afraid of getting my heart broken again, like before. ‘Cause you hurt me so bad. and I was afraid of you and the way that you make me feel. And I know that doesn’t matter now after what I did, but I just thought that you should know. This is how I spent my summer, Luke, wanting you. I’m just too scared to admit it.

One Tree Hill (via lostinthesounds)

I don’t understand why you are all I think about still. Why you are all I want still. You haven’t even said a word to me in over a week. That is the longest we have ever gone in 4 years without talking to each other. It makes me sick not hearing from you. I know I said a lot of stupid shit but I was hurt and upset about the things I found out. Today should be an exciting day for me. I’m alive. An exact year to the day that we weren’t sure if I’d live through surgery and I’m alive but I’m not happy. All I can think about is how much I wish the last year wouldn’t have happened and how that a year ago I didn’t think I would be here in this spot today. I know you have her and she isn’t sick and she isn’t me and she’s probably better for you than I am but I don’t care. You are all I want in this world. You helped me through everything. I lived because of you. You don’t even care though. 

:sigh: