oh my god
I love you
Or maybe you will take me up on that offer and we’ll sit and chat while sipping hot coffee. But what if you realize that you’re no longer fascinated by the way I think and you don’t have the patience to hear how I view the world?
I hate coffee anyway.
It’s 3:46AM and all I can think about is how much I’ll miss you when we go our separate ways. A year or two from now, I will ask you to grab coffee with me and you’ll kindly reject my offer, claiming that you’re too busy right now and that we’ll catch up later. We never will, and that’s going to be what kills me.
No, not particularly.
it’s britney bitch
I think I’ll always put someone else’s happiness before mine. I hate disappointing people and I can care less about how others treat me.