Shit Nobody Says
Can I burn a copy of your Nickelback CD?
Does anyone know how I can make Papyrus my default font?
My bazooka gum still has flavor!
“Please, touch the screen.”
Source: eageradventures
I texted her like an idiot tonight.
I should really just go to sleep and forget the whole damn thing. I can’t. I care way too much about her, and it’s really not fair to myself. I want to enjoy this year. I want to live it up. This is college. You’re supposed to have a blast. But night after night I’m thinking about what she’s doing and who she’s with and I’m driving myself fucking nuts. Yes, we were probably in love. Yes, we should have been together. Yes, I screwed it up, by doubting myself and trying to sheild her from my own insecurities. Yes, it’s my biggest regret to date. But I can’t let it define me in the here and now, and it is. I want to stop, I want to change. I don’t know what to do.
I care much too much about her. She’s dating someone else, someone not me. Who knows, maybe someday it will be me. Maybe someday we’ll be married with kids and the perfect life together. But maybe, just maybe, someday I’ll be married to someone so different from her and have a life that’s a million times better.
I can’t hold myself down. Right now, you’re suffocating me. And I’m letting you.
