4 mixes taggedhansy

I know you don't see how great you are or how great you make me want to be. I know that you can't possibly feel the way about me that I feel about you. And that really sucks. But you are my friend. And just like how much I care about you, even if you don't know this mix exists, that doesn't mean it's not real or true.

It’s odd knowing the girl I “get” is not the girl I get, because we are just two lost souls fated for friendship.

Maybe I like you. Maybe I'm afraid to admit it. Maybe I don't want to ask questions that may have answers I don't want to hear. Maybe it's safer to bury my feelings in a mix you'll never find. Maybe. So here's the tackiness, the doubts, and all the words that I just can't seem to say.

Laugh so as to not cry. Cry so as to not fall apart. Be happy, sad, mad, confused, crazy, anxious, apathetic, and just plain pathetic. Or just Be. Smash your heart on rocks below. Piece it back together. Repeat.