January 2011
im moving on forget you.
but you keep treating me like a staircase, its time to fucking step and i wont be coming back so dont hold your fucking breathe you know what youve done no need to go in depth i told you, youd be sorry if i fucking left
inase your wondering i really like the word fuck...
ā Single. ā Taken. ā I have a Tumblr.
Iām learning to master the art of growing up, and let me tell you, it’s a long process. It’s full of tripping, saying something you regret, getting grounded, blaming others for something you did, staying up late, trying to fit in, pigging out and laughing too hard, taking pictures, singing too loud to old songs, getting bad grades, fighting with parents, spending money too fast,...
