so today she stopped by to pick up some things that was hers....borrowed shirts, boxers worn home.
i had such a hard time looking at her in her eyes, because i cant hide the fact
that i feel like my insides are being stabbed at repeatedly.
ouch.
think positive. think about all the awesome things that will
be happening soon. i cant. all that i can think about is her.
is it so wrong for me to be hopeful?
i had such a hard time looking at her in her eyes, because i cant hide the fact
that i feel like my insides are being stabbed at repeatedly.
ouch.
think positive. think about all the awesome things that will
be happening soon. i cant. all that i can think about is her.
is it so wrong for me to be hopeful?