A Young Boy.

to you again. the young boy. believe it or not today was a good day. i talked about you, looked at pictures of you, and even thought non stop about you. i know i should be trying to get over you but i can’t. in some fucked up way i do believe this is helping… Read more

this young boy. my heart is broke again because of him and he doesn’t know it. he told my best friend, or one of them at least that he “can’t.” why? how could you play me the way you did? how could you be okay with the way you used me? that’s not okay. that’s… Read more