Long but please read! When I was in 4th grade I had a teacher named Mr.Myers..He was sick of alot of people calling other kids names. And/or technically bullying people. When we walked in we saw a paper boy. He made the boy look nerdy. Mr.Myers made fun of the paper boy. We all laughed along. He told us to call him names. He then ripped a piece of paper and handed it to us. Then he got serious. He told us about how he got bullied in school. His own BEST FRIEND bullied him with the other guys. They said " you said this many stupid things today" and that's how long they would hit him for. His best friend got a candy he found under the bleachers and made him eat it. That friend emailed him when he was in college and he says he has never responded to it and it just sits there in his inbox. He then made us try putting the paper boy back together. He then asked us " Does he look the same as when you first saw him?". We all responded no. Before he could say another word we had to switch classes. Looking back on that now I understand what he was trying to tell us. He was trying to tell us that once you break or hurt a person it's hard to make them who they were before. If you read all this I love you! Fave if you want you don't really need to.
Saturday you were the most awesome person in the world. Today you are just a douche in my opinion. Funny how you can change an opinion about someone in a short amount of time like that, or shorter.
I wanted that kiss I really did I just ran away because, I knew I would suddenly fall hard for you. And if we broke up I would end up crying my eyes out and, I wouldn't be able to look at your face or listen to your voice without crying.
Mrs.Weasley : "Fred, you next!" George: "He's not Fred, I am!" Fred : "Honestly woman you call yourself *our* mother." Mrs.Weasley : "Oh, I'm sorry George." Fred :"I'm only joking, I am Fred.
Reality of Fear: You're not scared of the dark. You're scared of what's in it. You're not afraid of heights. You're afraid of falling. You're not afraid of the people around you. You're afraid of rejection You're not afraid to love. You're afraid of not being loved back. You're not afraid to let go. You're just afraid to accept the reality that he's gone. not mine
My letter is G... Something I love: Giovani Dos Santos<3 Something I hate: Girls who are b*tchy (Don't most people?) Something that scares me: Guys hurting me or anyone I care about. Like for a letter!
Just tell me if you like me or not because I don't want to waste my time falling hard for you just so you can tell me you don't or ignore me later on. I don't want to waste my time crying over you either.