January 2011
I regret it
I regret not telling you how I felt about you. That’s it. It’s too late now, way too late. I have cried myself to sleep many times just because I felt guilty about not telling you. Youre happy now, so I cant fuck around with your happiness. I just have to deal with this regret until the day I am actually ready to tell you like a man, and not like a little pussy I’ve been acting...
When you have those random outbursts of screams
I hate it when you're talking to a friend and...
theblizzbianrate:
That’s the most honest and violent display I’ve seen.
That awkward moment when you get really...
