My intentions a bullet, my body a trigger finger
Hi, my name is Taylor.
i am 18. i live in Los Angeles, CA. i'm a realist. i'm a romantic. i'm indecisive. i'll find what im looking for one day. and that's about it.
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Since I can’t delete this account since its my primary account I will just continue to promote my new blog on here. So go follow that for insight on my fascinating life (err…..whatever)
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go follow my new one!
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This blog is kind of dead……………..considering i never use it anymore.
follow my new blog: Heytaejune
I hope to hear from you soon!
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I’m in a bad way you guys. A bad bad way.
In the middle of the night I get an overwhelming urge to breakdown and confess my crazy irrational feelings and one day im going to do it and its going to be all over and my heart will break but if i dont do it its going to break anyway because all of this is completely out of my control and i should probably just end things now before it goes too far but honestly its already gone further than i ever thought it would and im scared and there is nothing i can do about it.
so theres that.
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It’s 1:30 in the morning and I’m tired and lonely and thoughtful.
Waiting on him.
I’m always waiting on him.
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But today I come to you for advice.
It seems I have found myself hopelessly in love with a man I cannot be with.
And I do not know how to deal with it.
He is equally as fond of me as I am of him. However I’m sure “love” has not crossed his mind. At least not in any other way than platonically. “Luv” not “love”.
But the odds are stacked so high against us, I see no way out of this that leads to us being together in the end.
Oh what oh what can a little girl do?
