March 2012
February 2012
Memories.
I still think about all the things we said to each other. The first time i said i love you to her. I miss her but it never works out. I want things to be the way it use to be but I just don’t think it would happen like that. I don’t wanna waste my time or hers so i’ma just leave us as many memories.
Too many funerals, not enough graduations. Too many babyshowers, not enough weddings.
I want you but you look happy with him.
When someone looks at your baby pictures and jokingly says, "You were so cute! What happened?"
Bitch, I got sexy, that’s what happened.
I'd tell you I miss you, But it wouldn't change anything

