Last night I poured my heart out to a girl I’ve been in love with since I was 17. I told her that I love her and that she’s the best thing ever (this is not verbatim. I said a lot more than that, but it gives you an idea of what I said). Then, she said, “thank you.” I feel just like Ralph Wiggum in that moment when you can actually see his heart breaking. I’m not going to get to touch her. Ever.
svetlanna:
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