It’s frustrating to not be able to believe you when you say you love me now. You’re a different person and it’s weird not to know this new guy. The one I used to know brought me roses and a Slurpee when I didn’t feel good. This new one? lol doesn’t seem to care that I might have to get my ovary taken out. I don’t know who you are anymore. I’m done being the only one putting in effort. I’ll send you a super long text and I get nothing like that ever. I’m sad to see us come to this.
I believe in:
Going to college.
Following your dreams.
Holding onto people you love.
Laughing all the time.
Friends > Family.
They're not heels if they're under six inches.
Tan skin.
Where you're from is somewhat who you are.
Toenails should always be painted.
Caffeine is a drug.
Tattoos are fantastic.
God is love.
So are Slurpees.
Exercise is important.
Guns don't kill people, people do.
Pro Choice.
Sun and sand cure depression.
