Your poor liver.

Iron liver!

So if I become an alcoholic would that really be such a bad thing? What do I have to offer anyway?

How do you guys even find my blog? My blog is like whaaaaa nowadays. Idek what the hell it is

And what hurts the most…

is that you’re moving on so quickly as if the last year never happened. As if you never said the words “I love you” to me. As if you never had those feelings.

To Brent…

Despite a year of constant communication, talking for hours over the phone, texting nonstop, and facetiming, you told me that - based on a completely failed trip - we aren’t compatible in person. The fact is, we were never given a real chance to find out. Your conclusion is predicated entirely on the bad experience of that trip. I made a lot of mistakes and wasn’t myself. But I think I should have been given a chance to show you who I really am. I wish you would give me that chance. Until you reflect and realize the effects Nashville had on you, then you’ll never be able to understand what went wrong. And I wish you won’t throw away an entire year and all the special moments we had simply for a guy who’s closer and more convenient.

"It’s easy to love someone when they’re happy. What’s hard is loving someone when they’re crying on the bathroom floor at 2am because everything came crashing down at once."

Midnight thoughts (sometimes I’m a mess)

Everything you love is here

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"Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up."

Neil Gaiman
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