This is where the thoughts that occur during my struggle to find romance end up.
Feel free to ask for advice, or just stick around and read or whatever :)
17/Bisexual/Committed to the most perfect man for me <3
I always knew it, but it felt great to finally hear it after 4 months.
And I found the courage to say I loved him too, because I had always felt it, right from the beginning.
Just when I thought he couldn’t give me any more warm, fuzzy butterflies, he did.
Sigh, I love him.
I really do.
:)
My heart is broken in half.
I’m finally going to let you go. But before I do, I’d just like to say something.
I love you.
I know, I know. I’m a pathetic wimp for writing it on here instead of actually telling you, but I’m scared you won’t accept me.
I love you.
I’m never…
I couldn’t have said it better myself.
