love and other ridiculous things.
i hate admitting that i have feelings towards anyone. i think ive just grown to protect myself from anything or anyone who is about to change the colour of my mood ring. i don’t think ive ever actually been in love either. ive probably said it before but i definitely didn’t mean it. which kinda makes me mad at myself that i said it in the first place. but anyways, love. i have a semi idea of it in my head. i know what it should be like yet ive never experienced it. up until now, sorta. and i guess i wont ever know if its love either, until i harden the fuck up and see where it goes.
