J.R., I remember the night in my kitchen that we discovered the site stumbleupon.com and how we spent hours laughing and talking about the sites we stumbled on. Even though we have broken up and both have professed to have moved on, I still click the “I like it” button when there’s something I know
Dear ____, I remember the first time we really opened up to each other, we were in the car on our way to lunch, and you told me things about you and about your life that i had no idea about even though we had been friends for almost a year. I told you things
I’ve wanted to say these things to you. I’ve tried. I’ve told you pieces, how much I like you, how scared I am of trusting you, how afraid I am of letting you closer. You’ve told me pieces too, that you could be stable with me, that you hadn’t felt this way in a while.
my darling, I know you said that you didnt care how many men I have slept with, but I know it eats you up inside. You are constantly paranoid that your sexual inexperience disappoints me. You say that the past is the past and you only care about our future together. But I can’t keep
My Zombie Prince… Not a day goes by that I wonder if he loves me as much as you did. I am sorry. Your undead vampire princess Related Post Hidden I’m sorry Perceptions
You sure know how to live your life. Every day you stay at home, alone. I’m at school or work and Dad’s always working. You sit in your chair and watch tv, which is sad because your not even bum material. You dress nice, you clean the house and everything else. You never leave the