August 2012
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We met at the wrong time. That’s what I keep telling myself anyway. Maybe years from now, we’ll meet at a coffee shop in a far away city somewhere and maybe we’ll give it another shot.
What is sleep
What is happiness
Watchwell. watching this made me realize how alone i really am. ok.
Anonymous asked: hey i really like your frank ocean coverssss...but i just wish you did pyramids too!!
ayyeitszaccchh asked: I see you do many times on omegle! -.-
It’s like, I have no energy to talk to anyone except you. I get lazy to text everyone else back, but I reply to you as soon as possible. Phone calls with them last 5 minutes. Phone calls with you last 5 hours. You have all my attention. Its only you.
Here we go, again.
I tell myself that I’m done, that I’m moving forward. But I seem to keep bringing you along with me. I can’t let go. It’s something I can’t even handle. One way or the other, I can’t be completely done with it.
charlene-lopez:
i’m so tired of waiting for nothing.
awysha:
Don’t try to argue/explain things to me over text. Stop being a pussy and call me if you really want me to care about what you say.
