Everytime I dont know, it hurts. Time slows, everything reminds me of you. I smell you in my bed on my clothes. I see you when I hide uber the pillow, when I se e the ferret look up at me. I feel your presence when I ccuddle your pillow, when I se e the light veer thought the bearly open bathroom door.
Every time I remember your not here I feel lost and marooned in a ghost town that has had every hood thing about it ripped out. I just wish you felt the same way. If you did we would trest the soul frome thos world and make it our own.
Well she wants me to use this thing… Guess ill try again… Hmmmm… Well for starters I dont know what happening or going to happen for that matter… She told me she didnt want to be with me, I told her ok… Im not gonna try to fix things that I didn’t do anymore. I know shell be happier with out me. I believe, if you love something let out go, if out comes back its truly yours. But with us this would be the fifth time. I dont know if she ever truly came back to me…
Id enjoy ay least one message that wasnt him yrying to break us up. Anyone willing to drop a line and show me my tumblr is worth keeping and my posts dont go ignited…
Oh my fucking god I know it was you who told her, your a fucking ass, I dont know what you want. Tel me please, ill do anything to have you leave us alone . Just tell me, I dont want her to continue to be upset by this bull shit. Leave us the fuck alone, what do I have to do.
Well sir, you have made tumler a very unpleasant experience, I dont think ill continue to use it from here on in. keep a close lookout and I may continue, but a of tonight im done.in fact Im sure ill be cack just not tonight.
I love her so dearly… But I can’t keep doing this… Shes never happy with me … I dont wanna break up but maybe its better for her…
YOUR NOT GONNA PLAY THE FLUTE!?
I’m going on Britain’s Got Talent dressed as Link and I’m going to just stand there and smash pots.
Thats cool, I love England. The culture the comedy the people, I think I could fit in…. Well I can only hope. And don’t worry about it. I’m not devoted to my tumblr either.
Oh? Then who are you? And if that is the case, what woyld they get out of it? Why would they after all? And I dont follow her because she uses hers to express her feelinfs and stuff. I let her do her own thing and I pretend she doesn’t have one. I leave it unknown to me. I’m almost sure it’s better this way…
I love my gf to death! Theres nothing I could put before her. Why can’t people except that. We have had our problems but we’re doing great now. I couldn’t ask for a better partner in crime, a better cuddle buddy, friend, lover, or companion is this crazy world!
Dude leave me the fuck alone she told me she wasn’t taking to him anf I’m sure shes not taking to evan either. Why do you start this shit? I love her anf trust her.