I finally graduate.
more on this later ;0
Because every argument I hear from you two brings back the memories I want to block out. I can only wish I had the perfect family, I can only wish that we were happy, but that’s the problem; all I can do is wish. As much as i try to block out these feelings, the whole situation, at the end of the night, reality slaps me right across the face.
Give me a break, give me a break, give me a break of that kit kat bar (Taken with instagram)
When i start to tear up in a room full of people and no one notices; It makes me feel more alone then ever
I hate when girls take a picture with their product… i.e: Food, lotion, shoes, backpacks, fish sticks, crayons..
At times I wish you knew how I felt, but then again I rather keep it to myself.
