I hate seeing your name light up my phone. I used to love it, but now? It just seems so irrelevant. Not that I don't care for you, not that I don't love you anymore. But we're obviously going nowhere, we're obviously not going to ever work out - yet I still talk to you. I break my own heart over and over again, and I still haven't figured out how to look at you as just a friend. But one day I will. And one day, I won't hate the way your name lights up my phone.

We got so many pics and we still don't know what his new tattoos look like