I’m losing sleep. Trying to make sense of noise. Remember the song you wrote about the one you loved? It’s being played in funerals. Irony takes a turn and the difference from what we know and knew starts to become blurry. It has become a routine to follow and swallow a little bit of pride. We’re not unique, that’s just what we tell ourselves to
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I'm not a virgin anymore. I gave it up for the one guy I think I love. I say think because we're young and I thought to be in love with my other boyfriends too, it was just never this deep. I love him to death. Never quite felt this way about anyone before. And if things don't work out, I will never have sex until marriage again.
I'm oh-so-very vulnerable. I truly care about everyone, even if it might not seem it. I know we're not that close, but I don't like seeing anyone suffer. I hope things get better for you. Honestly. It would only make me happy.
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