Anonymous: whats wrong
Long story short: friday was my boyfriend and I’s 18 month and i had a whole night planned and he ruined it and blammed it on me and them he refused to try and work out our argument. I was fed up.
"There are infinite numbers between 0 and 1. There’s .1 and .12 and .112 and an infinite collection of others. Of course, there is a bigger infinite set of numbers between 0 and 2, or between 0 and a million. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities…"
I wish he knew…
How much I want him to show me he loves me, cares about me, tries for me.
It kinda sucks that the thing that hurts me the most is the thing that makes him the happiest.
I wish he told me I was special. I wish he told me that I was awesome. I wish he told me I was beautiful.
I’m hurt but I don’t wanna tell him cause I know it’ll hurt him and that’s the last thing I wanna do…
I’m stuck between a rock and a hard place… :(
I’d do anything and drop anything for him but the favor isn’t returned. Ever.
