#05142015

The day when we finally did it & we’re both good. 😎😎

I cannot wait for the day where we move in together and I get to spend every night with you feeling secure and protected.

He's the best thing I have ever had.

you want me to be true about the things I do let me tell you, if I did, you'd be colored blue you'd finally have a clue and be broken hearted too

I predicted this, so why am I stumbling about I'm trying to realize why I feel like I'm in such a drought trying to make the "best" of my days just so hard when your life is lived in a haze starting to feel myself spoiling how could my life be so revoking sorting out my life it's like playing with a knife too scared to be headed just anywhere too independent to be stuck just here I have questions with no means for answers, like "why are people dying of cancer, while others are driving lancers?" wish I had it all figured out, it's all too much to decipher now I wouldn't be so in doubt, wouldn't be so hesitant to bow wish I could be different, but how? I rest my case, let me die in peace I'm tired of all these faces and I'm tired of trying to appease I've tried to live for myself, it's the loneliest route I've tried to live for others, it's impossible to sprout