My depression and anxiety has ruined my last two relationships, so why wouldn’t it ruin this one, too?
— Lucy Christopher, Stolen: A Letter To My Captor (via mourningmelody)
My boy’s best friend has feelings for me and kissed me when I was wasted. I feel so bad for messing up their friendship.
I can honestly see myself falling for Remy. It’s so soon but he’s everything I’ve been looking for. I feel so great around him. Being 200 miles away from him is lame but soon he will be in my house, in my bed, daily, and I will kiss him and cook for him and give him all my affection because it won’t bother him like it bothered my ex. He wants to be around me just as much as I want to be around him. I love how every spare time we have with our clashing schedules, we make time to talk on the phone. His voice is my sunshine right now while all I see is rain.
A fresh new start to this personal blog because the posts where too painful to keep reading.