I thought I’d be over you, but it was like putting a band aid on a broken leg. I don’t think I’ll ever really be over you. But as long as you’re happy, I’m happy for you. Be happy Jake. Because you deserve nothing less. c:
This is a post to my ex. Read it if you like, if not that’s fine too.
My boyfriend is reblogging my stuff from Tumblr but can’t text me back. Ass.
I’m making my boyfriend celebrate Christmas with me this year.
Tomorrow is my photo shoot, and I just happen to have a hickey on my forehead thanks to my boyfriend. Why?
My boyfriend and I don’t argue over normal shit. We argue about that fact that Google might ban Apple products from being sold. Whut?
Going hiking later on with Jake. Combat boots, jeans, and a tank top for the first time in a good 6 months!