truth hurts.
That awkward moment,

where you dont wanna think it, but its there- in the back of your mind, chewing out to the front, not allowing you one single second of peace.

lovey-dovey life

uh. maybe im just irritating the fuck out of him.

as a potential girlfriend..

that’s no good papas.

i mean why spend 2 hours on IM with my little sister and ignore my messages?

fuck this.

im not going to get played.

fuck him.