Nicoledavisss - Wistful Thinking

Please tell me.

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>:(

getting really tired of my money getting played with at work. I’m supposed to be getting paid $10 an hour and our payroll system still says that I’m getting paid $9 an hour. I’m not gonna keep saying something about it to anyone. I’m getting fed up with it.... If I have to ask one more time, I will change my line of business. I can’t work for a business that could give a rats ass about it’s employees.... it’s either the company or the TL’s don’t do the shit they say they are gonna do. I’m getting sick of it.

Late night thoughts 4/20

I’m laying in bed, and I’m thinking of you. For some reason tonight, your face is burned into my mind and all the memories we shared are playing over and over. I miss you, like crazy and I can’t shake this feeling of loneliness. I’m so alone without you. I may seem happy, but the smile I paste on my lips isn’t real. It’s as fake as a hookers tits. I know, I’m thousands of miles away from you, but even distance can’t make my heart forget you. The distance can’t take the picture of your smile out of my mind, nor can it dislodge your voice from my ears. All I can hear is you calling me baby, and telling me that you love me. Why must you do this to me? Why must your face be burned into my mind? I’m not happy that you’re moving to NC… I moved away from NY to get away from you, to try and pick up all the little pieces you shattered my heart into. And you’re making it hard, even not talking to you, it doesn’t make me love you any less. I’ll love you until the day that I die. I hope that someday soon I can finally paste a real smile on my face and be genuinely happy. But until that day, I guess I’ll just be alone and depressed. I love you to the moon and back, darling. Goodnight…

I want...

I want your Monday morning sleep soaked eyes, dream drenched voice, lazy bones. "Five more minutes please babe."

I want your Tuesday afternoon coffee break, glasses off, laughter on. "Just hold me for a while, it's been a hard day."

I want your Wednesday evening fingers through hair, teeth nibbling nails, neck craning, eyes glazing. "This paperwork never ends."

I want your Thursday night drinks for two, bones unbind, muscles let loose, flats, slacks. "Just me and you."

I want your finally Friday stretch soul smile, sun sipping light from the glaciers in your eyes, fingers unfurl, hand extends. "C'mon babe, let's go wild."

I want your weekend. Your movie marathon Saturday, reading by the fireplace, kissing in the blankets. Want your Sunday morning orange juice and pancakes, white sheets, tender skin, hair like the fourth of July. "Let's not get out of bed today."

I want your ordinary and your stress, rest, release. I want your bad day and that terrible night. I want you drunk in my arms, forgetting the place but never my name. I want your lazy and your lonely and your fist full of fight. I want you every day, in every way, for the rest of my life <3

Unfortunately I’m the type of person that you can screw over 1 million times and I would still be there for you if you needed me.

(via awkwarddly)

I miss you

I just want this to be some awful nightmare and I'll wake up in your arms to your smiling face telling me that it was all just a bad dream and that everything is okay. I miss you so much, it hurts. It feels like we're drifting apart sometimes and it's slowly killing me. And what kills me worse is that someone else gets to hold my whole world. What I would give to make you mine again. You tell me to move on, but I guess you just don't understand the way I feel. I just can't get you off my mind no matter how angry you get with me and no matter what mean things you say. Please come back. I miss you dearly.