You’re one of those people I can’t wait to tell my future children about.
"Once you walk out that door, everything's going...
Glee is ruining my life. The episodes always seem to relate to what I’m going through/thinking about at that time and it’s killing me. I wish this wasn’t so difficult.
I can’t picture anyone liking me. I can’t picture anyone daydreaming about me. I can’t picture someone thinking about me when they’re laying in bed before they fall asleep. I can’t picture anyone telling their friends about me. I can’t picture anyone getting butterflies because I hugged them, or even just because I made eye contact with them. I can’t picture someone smiling because my name...
make me ridiculously happy.
One of the hardest things in the world is knowing that someone you care deeply about is hurting, and you can’t do anything about it.
don’t even know how to handle this.