Bri. I'm fifteen. You could slit my throat and with my last dying breath, I would apologize for bleeding on your shirt. I'll search for something my whole life and never find it. Photography and Piano are my passion. Music fills my soul. May the odds be ever in your favor.
16 minutes ago
Yesterday I hit an all time high. I realized that you weren’t as beautiful as I thought, and you scare me, etc. This morning I woke up thinking of you, and my brain wouldn’t shut up with insults about you.
Maybe I should shut up about it, due to the fact I enjoyed every second with you, and it didnt matter one bit.
I think I’m getting over you, and that’s why I’m arguing with myself.
Fuck you for making me feel like I belong in a mental house.
We’ve been taught to derp our whole lives..
