Direktlänk till inlägg 4 juni 2012
i never thought this would hurt so bad, i miss you~ you should come to me, like, right now. Or soon. Or just whenever. Or just WANT to come. ‘Cause I can’t stand it anymore, I want it to be like it was before. If you just could talk to me. You’re the best person I’ve ever met and you are one of few things in my life that actually shines. Don’t give up on me- i’m trying so hard- and i am so sick of getting nothing in return. If you don’t want me anymore, say it. But I know you, I really do. You’re as shy and nervous as me. But I can’t be the strong one of us anymore, please, just give this some of your effort and we could be happy. Again.
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GER UPP
Vill ha hit Troya.
Vill ha hit en tequila.
Jag vill att det ska sluta göra ont.
Dom senaste veckorna har jag varit mer död än levande.Jag har legat i sängen med blankt ansiktsuttryck och säkert sett helt obrydd och nonchalant ut till synes utåt.Men det var på grund av insidan jag själv kunde känna att jag levde. Hade inte hjärta...
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