February 2012
10 posts
A few night ago,
I gathered up the courage finally after all this time, to go look at your Facebook after blocking you. I got sick to my stomach and started crying un-controlably… Your such a disgusting, scum of the earth, peice of shit pig. I should have turned you in while I had the chance.
I have the tattoo ideas I want to get for you Patrick. Not too original, but they made a connection to my heart that you did. I love you.
I can’t handle the fact that your gone. I still break down crying out of nowhere. I feel empty and useless. I need you. If it was guaranteed that I could be with you if I died…„ I miss you.
i wonder if a single person truly knew about me;
captainhaleymorgan:
the real me. if they would do anything or treat me any different.
i bet you all would
if you really knew
I wish you would let me know.
I feel as though life should be happier..