
I hate how when you ask me to go somewhere, or do something, with you I jump right up. But when I ask you to go somewhere, or do something, with me its not a big deal, or you always have an excuse.
I’m so sick of putting people before myself, and having it all thrown back in my face.
This is why I used to be selfish.
Going back to my old ways.
talking to my boyfriend from two years ago, after being at his house twice this week, and we’re just friends.
this is weird.
and his mom thinking we’re back is even more weird.
did it hurt when you fell from
~heaven~
(Source: madisonbumgarner, via tell-it-goodbye-deactivated2012)