long island, new york. i couldn’t be happier here.
parties. pictures. love. fighting. awkwardness. beer. tears. happiness. longing. smoking. pain. families. interaction. eating. a shot. excitement. disagreements. planning. wondering.
sitting in resturants, thought we were so grown up
but i know now that we were not the people
that we turned out to be
chatting on the phone, can’t take back those hours
but i won’t regret cause
you can grow flowers from where dirt used to be
i hate how i can get so fucking annoyed at someone whose fighting with me but then i realize that i was just fighting with someone else earlier in the day, for the same reason: wanting more attention. i think it’s just a natural thing to want from someone whom you love who isn’t treating the way you think you deserve. it actually fucking sucks, feeling needy. no one should feel like that, but we all do at one point or another i guess. but id actually much rather be the needy one than having someone needy for me. especially the getting mad and yelling at me needy. that just makes me fucking yell back, and i barely ever yell. ugh. i’m probably just tired, but it’s been going on for a few days now and i can’t take it. i’m selfish.
why do i get myself into these situations?