Just because i’m not happy with you, doesn’t mean I can’t be happy with anyone else. Stop making me miserable. Go away.
You make my heart hurt. Go away.
It’s kinda scary to think that everyone who follows me on tumblr, and sees my posts daily, knows me inside and out. I’m pretty much inviting everyone to read me like a book. No secrets here.
The idea of never talking to you again is pretty appealing at the moment. Don’t think you’d care anyways.
