I waited for what seemed like days to talk to you again, and then when i finally get the chance you are to fucking out of it to really even give a shit.
I felt great almost all day... even took a bunch of pics because i thought i looked adorable... and all i wanted to do was finish my night off showing them to you and talking to you like we used to do... why was i so stupid to think that the small things that make me incredibly happy would actually matter to you.
time to pop another sleeping pill, i dont want to cry anymore...
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