3 months have passed and I still think about you. Not just a little bit. But to an extreme in which you are the only thing on my mind. Wondering who is the one to kiss you. Call you baby. Make you happy and feel loved. It’s pathetic to realize how I still keep you part of my life. When I’m nothing but a distant memory to you. If that at all.

Anonymous asked: If you had to tell the world who you are how would you explain it?

I can’t be explained in words. Not being sarcastic or cocky. You really can’t explain me in words honestly. I’m something you have to experience to understand.

I wish there was a way of freeing your mind completely. A state of mind where your mind knows what to block out and what to keep in. How to stay concentrated on something and not worry about the rest. Oh wait there is! It’s called marijuana. 

Hey there,

Remember me? 

You probably don’t.

I wouldn’t expect you to remember me.

I can’t remember myself.

Felt like saying hello.

You might remember me though.

We were in love once.

Had something beautifull.

Some may even say magical.

I guess all I did was create trouble.

I thought we would make it far.

Things don’t always go as expected.

You probably don’t think about me much.

I wonder if I cross your mind every now and then.

How you do with me.

Thinking of innocent things.

Then the image of a beautiful person comes in my mind.

It’s you.

I think about myself compared to you.

It’s no wonder why you didn’t stay.

Why you became like the others.

Finally saw what everyone else did.

I hope your happy.

Even though it’s not with me.

I’m always the one who cares about others who don’t care about me.

That’s my down fall.

But then again maybe love is.

I’m unsure of it.

Just how I am unsure with many things.

Although the things I am sure of I know.

One of them is being in love with you.

Thinking of you loving someone else.

Being with someone else.

I’ll just sit and pretend it isn’t happening.

Regardless what ever happens happens.

Maybe it will crush me more.

But maybe it will show you how true I was to you.

I’m in love with you.

Anonymous asked: What is your first tumblr?

DamianNJ.tumblr.com

maggiemaesucks asked: You're pretty attractive for a boy.

Thank you!

I won’t lie though it made me laugh. What else am I suppose to be attractive for?

Maybe I was over bearing.

Maybe I was to shy.

Maybe I needed more time.

Maybe you needed more attention.

Maybe I should have showed my love more.

Maybe you deserve more.

Maybe you deserve less.

Maybe deserve me.

Maybe you deserve someone else.

Maybe I won’t be the one.

Maybe some day we will be together again.

Maybe I’ll still be in love with you.

Maybe you’ll still be in love with me.

Can you tell I miss you.

Can you tell I don’t know what to do.

Can you tell that nothing matters anymore.

Can you tell I’m waiting.

Can you tell I’m silently breaking down.

Can you tell I think about you every night before I go to bed.

Can you tell that on a normal day I get the feeling of crying thinking of you.

Can you tell what you meant to me.

Can you tell I don’t really wish you the best.

Can you tell you made me know what hate is.

Can you tell that I’m in love with you.

Can you tell I said a lot in anger.

Can you tell I said more in love.

Can you tell I just always wanted to see the love you had for me.

Can you tell I wish I could talk to you.

Can you tell I have a lot more to say.

Can you tell that I can tell you don’t care.

Is there an emptiness inside of you.

There is one inside of me.

It’s not empty of hunger.

It’s empty wanting you.

Thinking of why you don’t have one.

Did I ever fill the void?

Did you ever have that void?

Maybe that’s why it was so easy for you.

Always having another way of filling the void.

Making it easy to forget what we had.

What we could have had.

What we were capable of having.

I think if it’s fair.

I guess it is.

It’s just life.

A life you helped create.

At the point you were god.

You had the choice of choosing my life.

Making it complete or worth something.

To it being nothing but empty.

Filling that void with short lived happiness.

Drugs and alcohol can only do so much.

You were the other way.

You went away.

When needed the most.

I hope you are happy.

No one should be filled with such emptiness.

It’s what makes people go mad.

Madly in love.