To A Special Someone,
If we were to die in just 15 days like Mayan calendar predicts. I would spend every second with her. I would tell her that I’m sorry for all the pain that we put each other through, but somehow we made it this far. I pushed myself so hard for you on some stupid dream that we’d be together. I spent all my days standing under the night sky wishing upon the bright, white stars, when you were all ready by my side.
Continue reading If We Were to Die
So is this how it feels to have friends? To have people who actually care about you? It feels…so weird. What have I done to enjoy such a feeling so great? I’ve only made mistake after mistake after mistake, but they still stand right next to me.
~That Teenager, Paris
I don’t know if there’s anyone reading this, but I have to tell someone what’s going on in my mind. I don’t know what’s right anymore; I can’t tell what’s right or what’s wrong. This feeling of being sad. Lost. Is starting to get overwhelming. It as if everything I know is falling apart, but one thing I know is that I want her.
Thanks for viewing,
That Teenager, Paris