It felt good talking.
And clue dropping :P
Going to bed.
You’ll have to wait for another story :P
That was fun.
A good imagination is a good time killer.
I'm now in the guys choir.
And now have to be obsessed with someone named Delilah.
I'm here for you still
If you ever need me.
You talk big.
You get hit by 7 small eyes and a crazy white guy.
I'm keeping our text message history.
It will not become history. Neither will we.
GOODNIGHT; I LOVE YOU MOOAARRR.
I always put good and night as one word. But I would never change the I, Love and You.
Lets not dye our hair blonde shall we?
Do you ever just wish you could walk up to an ex,...
alexisgoesmeow: Yeah. So do I.
That cutie with the colourful hair?
If you fuck with her, you fuck with me.
I love you more.
It’s all true In the three days I met you I can’t sleep at night I won’t lose this fight If all it takes is you Then I’m sorry that it’s true I love you and I can’t get it through This is nothing new I hope you know that I grew I may be out of sight For just a little while I’ve got to change me up Someones messed with my style That doesn’t make...
Sappy is the New Happy. But it's All true.
I never wanted it like this So I'll work harder And at some point you'll be mine And maybe this time Maybe my words will rhyme And sing a song for that's new I only write what's true It's the only song I'll sing for you If only you knew How hard this is to do I'll try not to stutter When I say I love you When my eyes tear up They're only tears for you.
Sometimes you get a few.. Nice? surprises when you check your email.
I miss you..
Billy Talent is making a new album!
I’d like that..
Put that one in your bong.
It’s seems to hard to try So I ask myself why Time to get fucked up Time to get high.
I wish you still followed me.
There are a few posts I’d like you too see
Even on a cloudy day..
Even on a cloudy day…
Balling eyes to Shake Me Down.
Maybe one day. When all this shits behind us and we can start clean and new. I’d like that.
I had a dream that I went back in time to about 5 months ago. I found the younger me sitting on the couch and approached him. I walked up to him and told him about everything that had happened in the past week. He got up angry at me and asking how this could have happened, why didn’t I say anything or stop it. He grab my shirt and punched me in the nose. Not that I tried to stop him. I told...
I'm sleeping on my decision
I don’t know what I want. I’m fucked in the head. Forgive me..
All planned out.
2 parties 1 club run and a beach trip. Dates set. Summer <3
I’d walk with to hell and back with that Gringo.
Is my fuckin BROSKI.
I WAS THE ONE!
You told her I was the one..
This shits going in my face tomorrow. I’ll try and keep up conversation?
Grabbing a Pop-Tart first.