During this whole experience I keep feeling like something is wrong. Something that might ruin the happiness that I finally have in my life. It turns out, I’m the one ruining it. I’m the one who causes these wrongs to happen. For what reason? Because I’m scared. So fucking scared of letting the happiness go. So stupid seeing that nothing is wrong and I’m just completely making an idiot of myself. Until now I thought I can handle this. But no. It just keeps getting worse. I’m sick and tired of letting my mind/imagination taking control of me. Honestly it’s pathetic of me to even let that happen. -_- Realizing all this, I am sorry. Sorry for not realizing it sooner. Sorry for what I’ve put your through all this time. I know that through this you must think I’m a complete moron. I understand that. You were right. All this time you were right.
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Name is Ge-rawr-d. Taken♥. 16. Me likey the Pokoemon. BAHS. Junior. And @xpoopla says I stutter way too much when I'm around her. Straight. 5'11 or 6.
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Anonymous asked: are you still a virgin ? why would you reblog a pic bout condoms o_0
The picture was funny, if you clearly saw it. I don’t think people would reblog this pic because they aren’t virgins, no they reblogged it cause it was funny.
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I apologize for being a brat, for being a bitch. He forgives me. I ask him why. He says it’s because he’s scared I’d leave if he didn’t and that he loves me. He says he knows how I am. And that this is only temporary, because my guard’s up.
No matter how hard I push him away, no matter how much I regard his feelings, he’s still there. The further I try to pull away, the harder he tries to get me back. Where am I ever going to find someone like this? Nowhere. How will I ever find someone that will fight this hard for me? I won’t. I take him for granted everyday. Because he lets me have my way. But if I really do love him, I’d stop, right? And so I will. I hate admitting my mistakes. But I will admit my mistakes a million times over again for him. I’m tired of seeing myself hurting him all the time. I’m tired of using “my guard is up” as an excuse. I love this boy with every inch of my heart. And it’s time I show him some feedback. I’m sorry, baby.
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