You would be happy for me no matter what, let me learn my own fucking lesson.
How close we were before, I miss how we used to tell each other everything. And literally hangout every weekend. I don’t know what happened. Maybe things are “changing” but even still where did I go in your picture?..
I don’t understand girls, or the way the think. I am a girl. But I don’t think like she thinks. I’m just trying to figure everything out. But it’s not easy. And it doesn’t make sense. But ” changing” is no excuse.
To show you how much I love you. But there isn’t. I spend so much time bitching, and being frustrated that I dot show you. Maybe it’s cause I’m sensitive, or maybe it’s because I’ve been Hurt to many times. I’m not sure. Half the time I’m not sure what I’m thinking, what what I do know is I love you, and I know this because when I hear you name the cells in my body call for you, my heart pounds, and all I want is to be in your arms. With you I’m myself, with you I can breath. With you I’m me. I dot know why I’m writing this long post, or if you will even see it. But baby know that I love you.
when you find out everyone is invited to something, and your the only person that issnt. baha.
