I’m sick of working hard for nothing. I’m sick of my fuckin’ luck. Nothing good ever fuckin’ lasts.
I had one of the best nights of my life. With you.(:
I love how your scent lingers on my skin after we part ways.
I literally have nothing to say. To anyone.
i think that one detention with you yesterday couldnt have made my heart sink deeper into my stomache.
I looked through every photo album in my house. There are absolutely no pictures of me before age 5. And I have one album. My sisters have four.
I died a little when you walked into the detention room and sat down next to me
I was so happy with you. So crushed when you left. So numb when you were gone for good. The guilt of ruining one of my best relationships is killing me. I really love you. If only you missed me too.
This boy subliminally plays love music for me. What does that say about all the girlfriends he’s had? The OG is his girl.
There’s something missing. I just haven’t found it yet.
