I’m the kind of person that will ditch my friends to take time and make my girlfriend feel better because I know she’s really sad. I guess you’re not the kind of person that will do the same.
Effort.
Cause girls are like that. Tee-hee.
I know I do all these things. Especially smiling randomly when thinking about her.
I can say the inner most thoughts I have stored away in my brain.
I’m Arel, I’m a seventeen year old who’s just trying way to hard.
I try way to hard that I tend to mess things up.
I over analyze shit that doesn’t need to be analyzed.
I am self conscious.
I am scared to get hurt, I told my girlfriend it doesn’t matter what happens as long as I’m the one that gets hurt not her I’m fine.
I’d rather be the one to hurt, not you. Because I love you.
And no matter how much it hurts, it’s still better knowing its me, not you.
Wishes.
It’s just a box of undesired events. I mean I don’t hate my life. And I know there are many other people in the world that have the right to say this. But this is just how I feel.