November 2011
6 posts
Eleven
Ten.
I still don’t trust you. You’re supposed to be one of my best friends but I believe that would hurt me. I believe you would lie to me. I believe you would sit back and watch my heart break and never care.
[Especially when it comes to him.]
Nine.
I guess out of everyone it hurts the most when you don’t care. Even though I kind of can’t stand you sometimes I always...
