The older I get the more I realise there are no grown ups and nobody knows what the fuck they’re doing.
Anonymous asked: I think of you often. I wish I was in a place to say all the things I've been wanting to. I wish saying them wouldn't be cruel. But I'm so happy that your happy. I'm always much too selfish, I'm sorry like always.
I’m sure whatever you have to say I deserve, I’ve been a cruel person.