Old Sweater.

Today, I wore your favorite sweater the one that tells a story. It’s ruined and rugged but I love it anyways. Why? Because every stain has a memory. You never were able to keep the food from going inside your mouth even as kids you always had stains on your clothes and Titi always bitched at you for it but she always knew how to remove them. You’re like a stain. A stain on my heart that will forever be there because we have so many memories together and I cherish them everyday just as much as I cherish this old sweater. This sweater tells more about our friendship than anyone can ever imagine. I never wash it because I’m afraid your scent will be gone, because every stain might disappear and It will lose it’s sentimental value. I wear it because it reminds me of you and the life you lived and how you spent every minute of the day trying to make me smile and laugh. You didn’t leave a mark of this world by saving human kind, or fighting crime, you left a mark by always thinking of others first. By lending a smile when it’s most needed and that right there is like saving the world. I love you, Kevin. You will always be my sun.

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I don’t want to be “sort of dating” someone. I don’t want to be “kinda hanging out” with someone. I don’t want to spend a lot of energy suppressing my feelings so I appear uninvolved. I want to be involved. I want to be sleeping with someone I know I’ll see again because they’ve already demonstrated to me that they’re trustworthy and honorable — and into me.
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in addition, i don’t want to exert major energy expressing feelings that aren’t returned with someone who’s just kinda bobbing me around tbh (via staysvckafree)