Freshman year, was the most amazing year. I had been so lucky as to be with this amazing girl. Out of all the other guys in the school she was with me, and I was with her. We had it going too, me and her, we had it all. Boy, what I would do for another year like that. I wouldn’t want it with just anybody tho, cause just anybody does not matter to me, just anybody wouldn’t treat me with the same level of respect, caring, kindness, and most of all faith as she did. What I would do, just to go back, and erase that day, the day that I broke her heart. I cannot believe that I let the guy part of me influence my decision like that, I cannot believe even to think of doing what I did. I destroyed the single, most greatest thing in my life. What I would do, just to tell her with all my heart, how much she really meant to me, and how much of a dumb fucking idiot I am to just throw her away like that. I would do everything just to have her back. But i don’t think everything is enough. I know she will never forgive me. I don’t blame her one bit. Without her, my life has been nothing, I have nobody. Nobody to share those special moments with, nobody to call boo. She was, and will be the only person that deserves to be called that, because she did everything for me, always knew how to make me smile. She was the only person who understood me. I hate my self so much for ever breaking her heart. I would do everything just to have her back. But Everything, won’t be enough
i need her more than she needs me
I feel like the worst boyfriend ever
i need to give her some space with her friends and stop taking some things so literal
Ignore my last post it was out of rage.
Know this boo
I fully trust you with anything and everything and
I know for fact you would never do anything behind my back
Track is an ass
the feeling of letting go, I guess we’ll never know
Sometimes music is the conduit to the things we love to remember the most.
Ahh how much I love her i cannot begin to explain. Without her hand holding mine i would definatly go insane.
Age is but just a number in which we are catorigized.
Engineering class makes me very happy. For some reason, i dont know why insignificant information does.
life is like a tall glass of milk that will go sour at anytime.