How did I turn out like this.
I was a decent person.
I don’t know when it all changed.
I was shy and found it hard to talk to girls.
I had friends.
I didn’t have much money.
I didn’t have all this debt either.
I have become a person I didn’t want to become. I done things I hate my self for.
But I have dug my grave.
But now I am changing.
It’s not going to be easy.
It’s going to be fucking hard I know that.
But I want a better life.
And I will have it
Even If in the end I am alone.
I will be happy.
This disease will not beat me
I feeling better I haven’t gamble this week I did last week.
But I am paying my bills and starting to save just hope I can keep this streak up just need to remember and stop being lazy and go to the gym more
If she won’t play Left4Dead with you, she’s not the one.
If I’m your tumblr crush send me a “hey fuck face”
please reblog this if it is okay to anonymously confess something to you.
Yeah why not
And no questions.
Why do I even bother with this site any more.
If they miss you, they’ll call. If they want you, they’ll say it. If they care, they’ll show it. And if not, they aren’t worth your time.
What I miss
I miss the feeling I would get when I received text from you.
I Miss the feeling I got when talking to you on the phone or on skype.
I Miss the feeling I got when I had you in my arms and kissed you.
I miss the biting of my bottom lip.
I miss the cheeky grin after the bite.
I miss the way you would make me laugh.
I miss seeing your smile when we talked about something you were passionate about.
I miss how you made me forget.
I miss that place I was in when I was
I miss you
But you moved on and I’m still stuck here,
Thinking of you.
And it hurts.