It just became aware to me that maybe I am an insecure person because I know that if a person can actually get me to open up and care, I truly love them to an extent that becomes slightly pathetic. I become so vulnerable that my world will end without them and I can’t help but worry about every single thing because I create a world in which nothing matters more than the person I love and being that other people aren’t as completely crazy as I am, they don’t do the same for me which tricks my crazy little mind into thinking that means that there is no possible way that person cares got me in the same way..
Boo sauce.
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Gawhh!
I wish.. we just got back from camping all weekend and we’re too poor for a weekend in Oahu. :P
Gawhhhhh!
I hate how some people are incapable of holding there alcohol but insist on drinking and NOT knowing their limits!
Then of course, it becomes my fucken problem to take care of them just to make sure they aren’t fucken puking in my car or all over my fucken house. Wanting to have a good fucken time is one thing, but getting fucken plastered and making other people take care of you just fucken blows. Grow the fuck up. If you can’t handle, dont fucken drink!
