every year around my birthday, I get hurt by the person that means the most to me at the time.
It’s happened since I was 15.
this year, I thought it was different.
I just had to say goodbye to the boy of my dreams because I’m not good enough.
I just want to die.
click4creativity asked: May I fall in love with your tumblr? It's amazing ! You have a new follower btw :) Do you mind to follow back? xoxo
thank heaps darling :)
of course I’ll follow you back, your blog is beautiful!
marry me?












