My name is Jessica, but everyone I know calls me Jess, and I'm cool with that. My heart has been captured by my best friend.❤️I'm really good at getting hurt and trusting people I shouldn't. Girls don't typically like me because I tell them the truth and that's not something a lot of people can handle. 💁I post what I feel and I'm sorry if you get offended 🙊*trigger warning I do not condone self harm or eating disorders*
One time, I took more pills than I can remember and accepted I’d be dead within the hour. Don’t ever call me weak."
I hate how I should hate him but I don’t. Instead I miss every inch of him. The way he said my name in the midst of his pleasure. The way he played with my hair all the time and told me how soft it was on his fingers. I miss his laugh and being the cause of his smile every day. I miss being his yolo, he was my butthead. I should hate him and be so mad and hurt but I just can’t. He wasn’t just my best friend, he was who god picked out for the both of us. We both knew god chose us to be together…and temptation came around and stole his innocence. I will forever love him. All of his faults are what make him perfect to me. For me. My Wesley will forever have my heart and forever hold the piece of me that no other guy was able to take from me. For that, he will always live in me. What I would give to kiss his lips, to feel him smile and say “your lips are the best I’ve ever kissed”. I love him. I love him. But only on my own.
i hope u find someone that mindlessly plays with your hands and lightly strokes your legs and massages your back and plays with your hair and i hope that u feel like you’re home when u look at them