I miss you.
You were a big part of my life. Now we don’t even talk.
I’m not really sure why I do his to myself. I know nothing is going to come from this, but I can’t stop. I could prolly be a certified creeper. I just want to be talking to you all day, everyday. You make me laugh and smile and hate all at the same time. I can’t get enough I you.
Love you, best friend.
I guess I’m not surprised.
You say its just one of “those nights”.. I say “those are like all of my nights”.
Aaaaaaand this is why I don’t say anything.
Damn you
It would have been a bet.
Nigga nigga nigga nigga nigga nigga nigga
Yes, I already know she gorgeous. I see her everyday. You don’t have to tell me every time she leaves the room.
Oh tumblr, how I’ve missed you.
I need someone to talk to. I feel like I can’t seem to find my way. I just want this to happen so bad. Yadda yadda yadda. My mind feels numb. I don’t know what there is to do.
I just want this day to be over.
