show me what you’re made of all that glitter and gold spontaneous emotions roll around like coins panic fills your eyes hate fills your soul maybe it’s your fault the way things went this time perhaps you prefer to blame the world for one more failure life is what we make it shapes us no ...

The whole situation is just like weird. I miss him, I truly do. I am not really sure what aspect in particular, but I do know I miss him. Which I guess is a normal part of a break up. Our drive was not long nor short; it still wore down the tires. But the ...