Why can't I just for ONE FUCKING TIME
not say what exactly I'm thinking,
just leave it alone,
and try to actually talk to her about something
instead of just writing it down and posting it?
Oh yeah, that's right --- I'm too insecure to say it to her when I know it's the only way to get her back.
Tuesday morning. Is your morning. Every. Fucking. Week. Fuck Devon, fuck everyone else, it's your day every fucking week because I'm sick of not talking to you because I'm talking to him. Fuck him. He can find something else to do for ten minutes.
The words I love you will never lose meaning & although things will change, they will forever stay the same.