I notice everything.

And by everything, I literally mean everything. I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things that people do, and the little things they used to do. I notice when things change, and when it’s no longer the same. I notice every single little detail. I just don’t say anything.

(Source: dinhtheresa)

there’s really no point in trying with you anymore

me: omg i'm going to get all skinny and toned for summer and then i can wear crop tops and short shorts and i'll have that perfect gap between my thighs and it will be perfect

me: is that cake