I dont know any more. Maybe shes right. Maybe I dont have any self control when it comes to her... or in general. Maybe its just that I cant help myself, maybe I brought this all on myself. Maybe its all my fault. Maybe I fucked up too many times, or maybe Im just a fuckup in general. Maybe, Maybe, Maybe. So many Maybe's and only one thing Im positive about.
I love her.
YOU ARE READING
Random Self-Quarrells and arguments.
RandomRead it, don't read it, I don't care its only the voices inside my head.
