I hate that feeling when you’re hesitant to talk to someone first. Thinking they don’t want to talk to you, that they’re busy, or in a bad mood and you don’t want to make things worse. I just wish it was easier for me to figure people out. To obtain the knowledge of how to make someone happy. Or just not to be scared to make any mistakes to the person you want to be with. If only life was that easy.
Where I could tell her anything and she wouldn’t freak out. Where I could talk to her about how I’m so in love with a boy and she wouldn’t doubt me just because I’m young. Where I could tell her I had my first kiss already and she wouldn’t want to go searching for the boy. Where I could tell her all my secrets and I wouldn’t get any punishment for it. I could trust her, she could trust me. Maybe if things were that way, we wouldn’t be arguing as much.
It’s too early for this shit.
storyy. of. my. life..
- Physically & Mentally
- Of the same shit everyday
- Shit that doesn’t even involve me
- Not getting what you deserve
- Being tired itself.