i swear.
i'm legitimately done with this.
with all of this.
i'm always trying to win.
im a 19 year old girl of course i'm going to battle with this everyday.
but...
i win because i give up and i dont care anymore.
i have so many little random things that belonged to past guys scattered in my room. His hat, his necklace, his sweater, etc. They are stupid empty reminders of boys who were so insignificant they couldn't leave any valueable mark in my life except for a useless necklace. i'd rather spend months trying to earn a heart then two weeks and all i get was his sweater. i mean, that was fine for a while. but i'm tried of empty emotions.
"and you give, and they take, its love that you want, but not love that you make"
im a 19 year old girl of course i'm going to battle with this everyday.
but...
i win because i give up and i dont care anymore.
i have so many little random things that belonged to past guys scattered in my room. His hat, his necklace, his sweater, etc. They are stupid empty reminders of boys who were so insignificant they couldn't leave any valueable mark in my life except for a useless necklace. i'd rather spend months trying to earn a heart then two weeks and all i get was his sweater. i mean, that was fine for a while. but i'm tried of empty emotions.
"and you give, and they take, its love that you want, but not love that you make"
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