Love is like oxygen,
we need it to survive.
we think we dont need it intill we dont have it.

He use to be my b/f now hes just a friend, i hope he knows i still love him till the very end, he is funny and sweet and outgoing, where he is it really doesnt snow, so now he knows who he is and that i stll love him.

Why cant i live a normal life? *thinks*

Isnt it ironic

Why did i let him go? *crys the night away*