May 2012
2 posts
April 2012
43 posts
March 2012
221 posts
I hate how you still mean so much to me, even when you shouldn’t. When you should be the LAST THING on my mind, but you’re still the first. I hate that I know there are so many reasons that point to why you aren’t worth it, and yet I find the one reason that points to why you are. I hate that I can’t shake this feeling.
