Maybe I should spill all my guts, or write a letter then tear it up…

Who am I kidding? I wouldn’t even bother telling you how I feel, especially when it comes to you. Maybe, it’s because I don’t know how I feel. I’m confused in my own emotions, feelings and thoughts. Shit, I don’t even know what I want when it comes to relationships. One moment I’m saying I want to settle down, and let everything fall into place. And then the next thing I know I’m like fuck it, I’m young, I have a whole life ahead of me, I don’t need no one. And now I’m thinking about how things could be, if I told you how I think I feel, but lets face it that is something that seems too surreal.



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