^ what I feel like doing to my friends when they ask me “Why you mad?” When they know perfectly well how easily irritated I get.
(ASLKDJALIFHAISASDLKAFDOJA)=curse word.
^ what I feel like doing to my friends when they ask me “Why you mad?” When they know perfectly well how easily irritated I get.
(ASLKDJALIFHAISASDLKAFDOJA)=curse word.
If they are meant to be shared, why does everyone freak out when you finally work up the courage to say what is on your mind? Take a deep breath, people, I don’t plan on blowing up the world, I just want you to see where I am coming from. /sigh
How can I tell you I love you without ruining everything we’ve had for so long? You made it so easy for me…and now I can’t be without you. Can’t you tell? Don’t you see it?