Jane
People make mistakes.
I made a terrible one.
Not with you, but me.
I should have kept what happened to myself.
I lost the trust in a best friend and gained rage.
How could someone so close to me do that to me?
Thinking I could count on them to keep what went through their ears not come out from their lips.
why am I always so naive and dumb?
-via (adorababe)
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troubled
ChickLitI like the troubled boy you are, even if you are confusing as fuck. - think of it as an imagine =)
