I feel crushed. Absolutely, I think the actual confirmation of 'I don't like you' tore me apart. This is like a replay. I feel crushed, but I can't cry. What is wrong with me?
Referencing Ryan's blog, if I only had one day left on earth, I'd spend it with someone I loved. And completely nude.
It doesn't really Hurt. Nothing could hurt as much as my little romance thing of 8th-9th grade with lets call him Jasper. and now, i am all blogged out.
my blog is still filled with shallownothingness.