We don’t talk at all now. Not having you around anymore definitely makes my life easier, but not better. I love you. It’s just that we complicate each other’s lives too much. We can’t even be friends because we have gone too deep and fucked up way too much. And to be honest, I don’t know how to be happy for you. I mean I want you to be happy, it’s just that I still want to be the reason.
- me when i eat fruits: i'm so fucking healthy
imagine if tumblr showed how many hours you spent on this website
- Me : makes a joke
- *class laughs*
- Me: smiles for half an hour, proud