Take me back to the beginning of summer where I wasn’t worried about my boyfriend leaving for college. Back to where we saw each other everyday and lived in the moment. Now we are here, the day before he leaves I’m at home crying my eyes out because I can’t imagine being without him. This will be the longest three months ever..
honestly i hate when people try to sugar coat shit like if you don’t like me or don’t wanna hang or don’t wanna talk to me just fucking tell me don’t keep ignoring me and expect me to figure out the hint like that’s such a bitch ass move i’d rather hear it from you than be ignored 99% of the fucking time.