December 2011
I need you. Please don’t go.
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Waiting is the worst. Not knowing if the outcome is going to be good or bad. You start giving yourself hope. You sit there and start coming up with crazy shit in your head. Then you cry a little bit because you think that it’s going to be bad. Or you start looking on the bright side and you’re okay. It’s bittersweet and it’s killing me.
