Thinking about Nate makes me want to cry. I had such a great friend in him, the type of friend who just listened when I needed someone to talk to. 124 more words
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It’s my birthday and I’m really fucking mad at you. I guess it’s me, really. I’m mad at myself. I don’t know why I looked at my phone, at Facebook, expecting something. 570 more words
so there’s too things on my life tonight world, nostalgia and “almost lovers”.
let’s start with the latter.
“almost lovers” what does it even mean? to me, it’s someone who calls you up when they’re lonely (not just for sex, but also for companionship). 538 more words