So I definitely just hardcore creeped through the Here Come the Mummies tag and liked most of the post.
I regret nothing.
hahaha this is me. I can’t help it. They’re addicting.
All about changing the world through the written word.
I awake in the dead of night,
alone and sweaty. My face covered in fresh tears.
He is constantly there. Pulling at my heart, inside my dreams.
How could this stranger ever feel such a silly thing as love towards me.
ME. That ugly girl everyone avoids, that ugly nobody he’s probably long forgotten.
WHY GOD?! Why must you taunt me in this way?
Make the heart yearn for something it can never have. Taunt the unloved girl who’s heart was the world’s play thing.
I can’t take it anymore…So much hurt. So many tears. It’s not just a phase..or a stupid little crush.
My feelings are real. my emotions are real.
Isn’t there at least one…just one man who could ever love me? A man in black and red.