It’s all gone.
I miss…
I just miss you. I have to say it. I don’t miss what ever we were, I just miss you. My best friend. And I realize that it’s most likely my fault for not talking or anything… but I never said I wanted you out of my life. I didn’t mean this. And I’ve wanted to say something to you… but I’m scared again. What if you don’t want to be, what if you don’t care? I think that would hurt more than anything that’s happened. I still care, I worry for you, I hope good things are happening for you… but is it all still one-sided? Idk, nightly musings on two hours of sleep… #manperiod
sometimes i feel sad
but then i remember that fairly odd parents had canon mpreg
(Source: stellalunas)
