he told me he wants to be friends. he told me he wants to be friends. he told me he wants to be friends. he told me he wants to be friends. he told me he wants to be friends.
i told him i want to be friends with him. i told him i want to be friends with him. i told him i want to be friends with him. i told him i want to be friends with him. i told him i want to be friends with him.
i lied. i want to be with him.
i’m never going to get over this/him EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER.
it’s official, im never going to be happy.
something is ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS going to come along and fuck everything up.
i was happy for approximately 3 seconds before the universe decided to fuck me sideways again.
everyone told me not to get too excited and to be careful and somehow by accepting him as a friend i get fucked over again.