and when I try to show you how impossible it is just to think of believing you do not care you keep telling me to shut up.
but how can you trust me and feel confortable when you don't like me. it does not make sense. period.

everyday, everytime we're together you show it, but you keep pretending i'm not what's best for you.
maybe i'm not, really.
maybe, just maybe,

but I love you, that's for sure

I'm so damn happy today, *-*
i'm going to do my tattoo next week *__*