March 2012
February 2012
I miss you a little, I guess you could say. A little too much, a little too...
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John Michael Montgomery
(via jlopez0421)
Me: this is the worst day of my life I'm going to vomit I hate myself and the world I hope I die everything sucks
Me one day later: I am so happy everything is perfect I love everyone I have ever met let's dance
Dry run
I feel like you were my drug, ever urging me to take you up and swallow you whole. I never thought I’d become this addicted, never thought I’d find something to be addicted to. Now I’m going through withdraws, and you seem so out of reach. I can’t find something new till I’m done with you. Should I fight the habit or let it take over like has before. I can’t...