I have a personality as ugly as my face. You just haven’t seen it yet.
I understand. If I’m pretty, I’d treat myself kind too. It ain’t your fault for treating me bad. I understand.
And I suddenly remember how cute you were when we took the bus to school together.
That time, if you tried a little harder, I’d say yes. Now, you don’t even know how much I’m missing you. And I’m so scared in time to come, you’d be somebody I used to know.
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Dad:
Have fun, don't do anything stupid...
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Me:
I'm on my period, I can't. bYE.
I’m contented to be texting you.
No, texting isn’t enough.
I need to see you. Yes, see you.
Just texting you isn’t enough.
I’m a greedy girl.
The thought of not being able to see you again scares me. The thought of losing my last chance to see you scares me even more.
I’m already living a life without you, yet every little thing I come across still reminds me of you.
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