It’s hard to say goodbye to the place you’ve lived. It can be as hard as saying...– :/ idk how i’m going to leave my hometown. Almost 22 years. It’s gonna be hard. But i’ll do it one day.
Some people will never change.
Someone like you.
I heard, that you’re settled down. That you, found a girl and you’re married now. I heard that your dreams came true. Guess she gave you things, I didn’t give to you. </3 this kills me every time.