Someone fucking calm down my heartbeat right now. This should be considered torture at this point.
She knows what she’s fucking doing.
She knows how I am.
She knows I am still crushed.
Great. Let’s just make my trust issues worse. And go ahead let’s vamp up my whole anxiety thing too. Thanks
So federal prison really wasn’t that fun. I don’t think I’ll go back.
First time watching TV at home after 14 months…
I’m my own worst enemy, I’ve found out.
Falling for my best friend seems to be a popular occurrence in my life.
One might venture to guess my text message may have been misunderstood or I may just be the stupidest asshole in the universe.
I know I should behave one way, but I’m so frustrated I just wish I could behave the opposite out of spite.
Come to find out, the friend zone is over encompassing.