With everyday that goes by, and every breathe I waste, it's make me sad that Im not yours. Because I don't have the balls to tell you I like you, that makes life a bit empty. I wish we had more time to talk, but that just means that I'll enjoy our laughing moments
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Love Journal
RandomJust a venting book where I will post all my gushie feelings, instead of leaving them to dust in my notes. So a diary, well yeah I guess 🐲. Oh and some of theses date back sooooooooo yee yee
