December 2011
19 posts
It would be so nice to be able to kiss my boyfriend at midnight on Saturday, but unfortunately that’s not going to happen. Damn you DC.
All I want to do is lay in my bed and feel sorry for myself. But I can’t. I have four more hours of work. Oh well.
That crushing, the feeling of 1,000 bricks on your chest when you realize he may no longer be yours.
Sometimes I say things, and sometimes I don’t mean the things I say. I wish you knew that. And I wish you understood that. I wish you understood that I want you to fight for me, and not just let me walk away. Because that’s exactly what I’m doing.
“And then, because they were both Englishwomen and their hearts were somewhat...”
– A Song for the Summer - Eva Ibbotson (via caramelfairies)
Watchballroompink:
Leslie’s iMovie. The best video.
