I miss my old life, when I was smaller and thought I could do anything. I thought I would be an olympic swimmer, a veterinarian and a writer. I miss swimming, like it kills me, I have to do it again, I NEED to do it. I don’t have the same passion for learning about animals anymore. I’m not a good enough writer. I want the confidence I once had, I NEED it back. I wish I could re-start my life at the age of 5, yea that was my golden year. I’m only 17 and I’m not ready to decide what I want to do, I just want to be a kid a little bit longer, just a little bit longer… I need to run off my anger now :/
I wonder, when its late at night and he can’t sleep does he think about me and just doesn’t call because he doesn’t want to wake me. I hope he does, I really do. I hope i’m not the only one :/.
You don’t always have to be sweet and lovey dovey all the time. You can be the assholes to each other and be mean. That’s when you know there is comfortability. Making fun of each other, calling mean names, abusing each other. Abusing as in joking around. The playful fighting. That’s another way to show love.
My perfect relationship









