dear tumblers:
i’m so afraid that i will never be able to trust anyone again. i feel like i’m damaged goods, the girl with baggage..
but i met a boy this weekend.
i don’t know what will come of it, but his smile makes me smile.
:)
(via heyriana)
wednesday.
dearest:
thanks for turning me into damaged goods. no one likes a girl with trust issues. thanks a heap, asshole.
saturday.
it looks like things are changing. it seems like i’m finally getting my way.
“can i trust you?”
“yes you can.”
so why did i wake up so scared? am i sure that i’m at all ready for this?
this has been all i’ve wanted for months.. for a direction, for us to work on this but..
i don’t know if i can handle all of your bullshit twice.
