I'm listening

And the words are pentrating my skin and seeping in so deep, ughhhhh

What happened to teh beginign of this year when everything was so easy, so right, what happened to 7th grade with the effortless, and the understadibilty, and how everything was just fine, but in reverse. I never belived or nderstood that love is hurt, but the thing is i would deal with all that because teh way he makes me feel when it's just me and him, when it's just us talking, when his arms are wrapped around me, when he tells me he loves me, i'd take all of this hurt and all of it because it is so much smaller than the way he makes me feel, even though the hurt, the hurt out wieghs what he does to try to make me feell special. I have no sense. But... i love him so i guess i'd rather take all the hurt in the world then not love him, and not feel this way.




That's so not good