July 7 existed. Nothing can ever change that.
I Use Tumblr
To write down all the things I can’t on facebook. Because I’m worried about others taking them the wrong way, or rumours beginning, or the way I feel being judged. or my life being torn apart again. or simply because I’m not ready for him to see them. So if I know you in real life and have you on here also, feel honoured. Because I pour my heart out in these seemingly...
Baby, I’m not alright when you go. I’m not fine. I am all yours,...
I’m not insane. But you’re right. It hurts worse now you’ve admitted it. But I can’t be upset that you’re in love with me. How could I?