I'll keep you my dirty little secret

one day you'll be just ANOTHER regret. >.>;

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This is getting repetitive, isn't it?
I want to talk to somebody, but it doesn't seem like anybody understands.


The only person I can talk to about it is him.


I miss you more than words can express.


How can you like them more than me?


Why was there no reason?


Maybe it's because I overanalyze every single thing that goes on, and I always have, or maybe it's that I worry too much about you, or maybe it is because I'm not pretty enough, or maybe it's because..


I just want everything to be back the way it was.

(but it can't be.)


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