the most interesting things i say are in my tags, not in my posts. i talk shit. a lot of shit. about everything. i'm judgmental of tv and movies and my life, but not of others. i like to help people as much as i can and i'm an extremely passionate person, which means i care a lot. sometimes i wish i didn't care so much and sometimes i'm thankful for it. i'm thankful for my friends and everyone who has stood by me through everything. i talk a lot. i rant a lot. i hate a lot. but i also love a lot. i reblog a lot of posts about fashion and about sex. and also whatever looks interesting. i love followers.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
so i lied
or maybe i’m just lying to myself………but i’m apparently that girl. the thing is, as much as i try to talk myself into thinking i’ll be okay with everything and that we can still be friends if he goes back to his gf/ex/whatever, i probably won’t. i’m gonna be hurt. really hurt. and the longer we keep this up, the worse it’ll be.
YET, i can’t bring myself to break it off, cuz whenever i try….well, something else happens instead. hmph.
