This is something I repeat caaada day, every minute ... and sometimes every second:
Unrequited love is bad for you.
Too bad ... nose ... I miss ... but I do not want to talk ... I miss ... I think of it at least 2 times per minute in the day ... I could not even sleep just thinking about it as it is = /
The downside is that I pass negative thoughts in your head ... nose ... things like "Nah, must be metal 'grip' with the boyfriend" ... what do I know ... things I do for some reason even more sad ...
Now I do not know to talk ... much in the habit to talk to her ...
I'm just ...
The tragedy of this story ... is I can not do anything to forget ... any mine I feel "bad" so to speak ... not fit in my tastes ... nose ...
'm fucked ... right?
do not know ... ahhhhhrgg! I can not stop thinking about it ... I new year that would avoid talking to her to see how would react ... I realize that the only reactive wea me here: / And to make matters worse for more top ...
Nose ... I feel it is the only person that ... nose ... I have opened ... almost all of my ...
'm so fucked ... pity me as a man ... wn shame ... I'm so ... nose ... weas my little man ... I'm too irrational because of love?, I dare say wea niuna regarding how I feel unless it is with a tuft ... Wn
the fuck ... Mushroom really worth!
Still ... despite all the stupid things I've ... I will not stop thinking about it ... although it may be, as I said earlier ... nose ... metale grip with the boyfriend, I'm worried about her ...
I do not want to talk ... I do not want. I want her to be happy ... That does not make me really happy ... but I feel it is right ...
What is right? I guess one good deed you do for the other ... but pta ... these are bad for me weas me ... I do not know what to do?!
today ... thinking ... nose ... I think so kgao 'as I am ... could be ... nose ... 10 years if she wants no sex ... I do not care as long as possible to be with her, both happy ... other sex is (I say that just now ... I guess sooner or later is required)
Ya, better terms of wea write this, I'm bored to mourn ... I mourn no more ... I can not stop mourn ... no ... I can