— Travis Grandt, You Won the Breakup (via larmoyante)
I was doing cardio and I had boxing gloves on. At one point my friend asked me why I was punching so hard.
I just can’t believe you’re gone and I’m trying to wake myself up from this bad dream.
When we were together I had details about you memorized but years have worn on and now I don’t remember you as well. Your face is vivid but our history is fading.
I only know that we tried and we fought and we failed but we were in love but is that memory doing you justice? Constellations used to envy us and now I’m not sure how everything unfolded anymore. I’m struggling to remember your phone number these days.
An old chemistry teacher of mine told me that I was smart but fucking lazy so she told me to follow in her footsteps and find a smart girlfriend who will do all my work. I followed that advice after grade 11. I won’t lie, sometimes I flirt with girls and befriend them not because I’m interested but because I know you smart as fuck and you can help me ace this class.
In high school I flirted with this girl and without even lifting a finger, without studying for a single spanish test I got a 95% in that class because she did everything for me. Up to now I can only say hello, how are you, i’m good and yourself and bye. I’ve even convinced a few more to just do my homework for me.
Now I got even smarter and realized one of my friends is an over achiever so I am that douche in my soci class who doesn’t take notes, is dicking around on my phone looking at gifs and watching vines while everyone is trying to get an education because I got my friend to send me all her notes. I was right.
Holla my highschool chem teacher would be so proud and fuck yeah i’m proud that i’m breezing