Interesting, but depressing read.
The loving names:
The awesome offers:
The giggle fits:
The good moods:
Our awesomeness:
The fun fights we get into:
Our ghetto moments :
All in all:
I’m the type,
I’m the type of person who usually notices people who are sad and need a shoulder to lean on. I’m the type of person who will listen to your rants and understand your mistakes and what you’ve done wrong. I’m the type of person who will do their best to make you feel better and accepted. But when I need someone to talk to, there’s never anyone there for me.
