don’t cry bb
don’t talk to me like that
I need a really good hug,
and someone to hold me n tell me it’s all gonna be ok
The idea of time passing is inconceivable at times. Days go by; some feel fast while some feel slow. Every day filled with some sort of action and emotion; unintentionally morphing us into the people we are in the present. As time has passed, and everything has changed in what seems like a short amount of time, the memories are still so vivid.
I luv me enough 4 the both of us