Its a perfect day, nothing's standing in my way
Full of things that make me happy, things that make me sad, beautiful things, things i don't understand, and my musings on things
I’m sick of never being noticed by the one I can’t stop staring at. For only ever being seen as a “friend”. Why am I that undesirable? It is the same pattern, over and over again, and it’s getting rather old. It would be nice if one day something changed.
1 year ago