'well i guess this is growing up'
i really, really, really wish i didn't have this problem with jealousy.
please don't ask me what this is. i just have to get some things off my chest.
i want to scream. i want to cry. i want to take back every affectionate thing i've ever said. none of it was true. nobody's ever made my heart truly happy.
love may well be unpredictable, but i've relied on the unpredictable in the past. and i came out on top. i know someday i'll do it again, but today i can't believe that it's possible.
well i guess this is growing up. i don't remember feeling like my heart's stopped being associated with growing pains. 