I would rather have had someone shoot me in the head with a nail gun, repeatedly, than have to watch the two of them cuddling on the couch together all night.
Conrad Fisher (via anxietyatitsfinest)
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To feel like you’re not good enough for them. I don’t want to change myself, but my ego hurts like a bitch. It’s annoying how I thought I was the one leading the game when clearly it was you… Or maybe it was my mistake for taking this as a game. Either way, I’m feeling defeated. I think I’ve lost my appetite for the next week or so, I’ll make sure you’ll regret your decision.