7deuce

The rising sun sent fingers of light through the pale white mists of dawn. A wide road spread out before her, bare and black, streaked with pale lines. The green summer leaves blurred past as she reached the peak of the mountain and the whole world lay there before her...

I am VERY threatened by him... and you know it... yet you keep feeling the need to not care and throw it in my face every chance you get... even though i know you are threatened by her and i respect that and you completely and act accordingly...

i'm sick of you pretending you give a fuck about me when it is obvious you would rather be with him...