ғorever young, ғorever yours. ◊

That you've gotten this to happen before going to sleep at night,every mistake you do that you regret every word you ever want to say, every moment that made you cry in the head and all you can do at this point is to feel horror and pretend this never happened? Well, for me it happens every night.

I'm optimistic ... trying not to care.

 cheers to the teenage years. (y)

Sabtu, 10 September 2011

Truth is, I get jealous easily because what's mine is mine. I'm stubborn as hell, I say sorry too much. I act like I don't give a fuck because I care too much. I over analyze the smallest  oh things & probably come off as a bitch to simply guard myself.
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