sometimes,
i really hate to read your blog. ‘cause i see no me in your posts, in your life. but i still keep going back for more, once every few days. i still care how you’re doing, but i realized that most of the time i dont really understand what you’re typing about. and i think, that’s because we’re just like 2 parallel lines, and you’re passing me by so incredibly fast.
i’m still your friend. will you still be mine?
p.s/i should really stop being paranoid. it’s tiring. very.

I know that this world isn't always the safest place. I wanted to write this down, because we could die tomorrow; And you will never know, just how much you meant to me. ♥


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