My phone had 14 texts waiting for me.
What a lovely feeling :)
— today has been a good day

Dear you,
I’m currently crying while you’re yelling and the pain I feel has been the only emotion I know is real anymore. It’s the worst thing to know that when we feel the most towards each other is when we are in each others face screaming.
Last night was the scariest shit ever and I can almost guarantee you don’t even know what you did. And if you can’t remember, read on. If you can, skip this.
Last night I saw my friends for three hours. You were mad at me from the night before and decided to continue the argument to the next morning and throughout the day by screaming and hollering for God knows what reason. You decided to find me wherever the hell I was and make a scene. I left your car AND INSTEAD OF WALKING BACK DOWN THE BLOCK WHERE LEWIS WAS WAITING FOR US TO LEAVE I walked down to the train and you followed me there. Skipping a little things got way worse, you were speeding down the streets of manhattan , didn’t see the red light, breaked ridiculously fast and I hit the windshield while you continued to shout “I’m gunna fucking-” and had your hand ready to hit me. I don’t know why I didn’t just get out the car at that point. But whatever. I didn’t. But that doesn’t mean what happened is okay. It just shows you that regardless of what happens, the love I have for you makes me the stupidest bitch around here and I can’t get myself to leave—even at a red light.
After last night I can admit … I woke up at like three and then realized that it was pretty stupid for me to do that but I still had to get my stuff done. I was doing pretty well, whatever, but it didn’t work out. Now it’s 7:00 and I can’t even breathe.
You wouldnt know because you never bothered to find out, but just the other day I spent almost an hour in my schools bathroom crying alone because my teacher said some stupid stuff to me at the wrong time and I just broke. Lo and behold you said the EXACT same words and I can’t believe this is happening. AND IF YOU CAN’T REMEMBER you told me “you have absolutely no sympathy for me” … One line that has two too many memories behind it. And you know what? I’m not even gunna hold it against you cuz like I said before, the love I have for you makes me THE STUPIDEST bitch out here. And also the kind of girl who has no emotions at all. The kind of girl who jokes around and wears a smile and believes her own ideas but has a numbness to her that nobody can explain. The kind of girl who is too scared to do anything but take it and keep going. The kind of girl who makes the same decision over and over and over again not acknowledging the fact that what happened last time will happen again. Or better yet, the kind of girl who doesn’t even remember how it felt last time , cuz her heart is like a rock.
I honestly don’t know what was the point of me writing all of this but you told me that Tumblr is the only way for you to see what I’m really feeling so here it is. A random, not-so-subliminal post to you..
—claudiaa. 3

Meee!!!! YAYYYYY!!!!!! On a ruined Sunday!! Awesomeeee!!!!!!
Mornings like this: help me remember part of why I don’t have friends. Always tryna keep my baby happy. No loopholes.

:(

if your a short guy, please don’t wear your jeans under your butt with a t-shirt that touches your belt. it makes your legs look way smaller making you look more like a midget with an ultra long torso.

If its not tickets to the Paul McCartney concert tomorrow night at Yankee Stadium, i will be STRESSSSED. I mean after all, that’s all i asked for… <3