Havent been on tumblr in a minute
and I’m here to just tell you that I just wanna fuck
Nice Guy < Assholes
You’re the one there for her. For her to talk to, vent to. You give her advice, tell her what she should do. You make her smile, make her forget about the bad things. You talk to her, make her laugh. You do all the possible things you can to make her your priority, and for a glimpse, you think you’re her priority too. You’re not. You’re the one left in the dirt. You’re the one she looks pass. You’re the one she doesn’t care for. You’re not her priority, Because her priority is the asshole that you tried so hard to get her to forget about.