May 30
I can’t picture anyone daydreaming about me. I can’t picture someone thinking about me when they’re laying in bed before they fall asleep. I can’t picture anyone telling their friends about me. I can’t picture anyone getting butterflies because I hugged them, or even just because I made eye contact with them. I can’t picture someone smiling because my name lit up their phone. I just can’t.
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May 30
Isn’t it fun when your “best friend” goes to visit your good friends an hour away and doesn’t tell you?
Thanks for inviting me guys :/
