Fuck you.
I can't decide whether I hate you or whether I love you.
But I definitely have some sort of adoration for you.
***
I miss the days where I could joke around with you.
I miss when I could see you every other day.
I miss when something felt right.
And when something felt like I pull in my gut that I just knew that this was different.
I just knew.
But instead I suppose we both messed it up.
You couldn't give a shít and I can't help it but give all of myself.
You are okay whereas I'm getting withdrawal symptoms.
Fûck you.
I wish you cared.
I wish you knew.
I wish I could tell you.
I'm too afraid.
I wish you knew that:
I LOVE YOU.
ΔΙΑΒΑΖΕΙΣ
Dark Thoughts
Εφηβική ΦαντασίαSome thoughts that tend to come and go. Not necessarily uplifting either. Bits and pieces of the mind- my own mind. A series of short chapters that may or may not connect. Rated MATURE as this story may contain themes that may upset or trigger rea...
