pretty_me_x3

you ask me how i am...i say im fine. but of course, im lying.

im not fine. my shirt is soaked. hair, too. from crying, then going outside and running around in my yard in the pouring rain as fast as i could, crying as hard as i wanted.

but...i dont tell you that. because right then, she puts her arm on ur shoulder, and you turn ur attention to her, and i walk away slowly, silently wishing i could switch places with her.

love me. if you wont, then you arent worth the time it would take for me to love you.