I’ve heard people talk about the physical pain that sometimes accompanies a broken heart… the dull, stabbing ache. The pressure that surrounds your chest and makes it hard to breathe. But up until now, I could never say that I’d felt any of that… it’s amazing how one person could have this much of an impact on my life. Is it over yet…

I really don’t get attached to many people, but when I do, I will pretty much be the most loyal person you know. I’ll always have my friends’ backs.

I write a lot. It’s how I get all my emotions out, especially when it’s something that I can’t tell anyone else.