Good impressions, wrong intentions.
Do you really think I give a fuck anymore? Just because I say no to you, i’m a bitch? Ok thens. Call me it all you want. I’m tired of people only coming to me when they fucking need something.
one friend who will walk into my life and never walk out. One friend who will always be there for me no matter what happens between us. One friendship where there’s no effort needed to make things work, one friendship where neither of us will get tired of talking to or seeing each other constantly. One person who is actually worth it.
To be honest, I really can care less about what you do. I’ve finally reached the point where I don’t have to worry or be so concerned about the things you’re doing. You’re not even mine so I don’t see why I should continue to care when you don’t. I’m doing my thing and you’re doing whatever you want to, too.
now i can i guess.
I feel like something is missing. Or maybe.. Someone is missing. I feel like theres a part of me that needs to be completed. I’m okay, not happy, not sad. Just okay. Do I need someone here? Do I have anybody? Should I look for someone? I don’t know. but, honestly.. I hate this feeling. The empty feeling.
I want to:
Build a gingerbread house
Watch all the Christmas movies
Drink lots and lots of hot cocoa w/ marshmallows
Go to Union Square to go ice skating
Go to Christmas in the Park
Bake gingerbread cookies
Hand out meals to the homeless in the streets
Get matching ugly Christmas swears with someone
Take a picture with Santa
Took the words right out of my mouth!
I’d like this.
First, I’m like:
And then, I run after him like: