Where you’re on the phone with someone you care about and you’re both doing your own thing, knowing that the other cares enough to stay on the phone. Sometimes the conversation doesn’t matter, just that they’re there you know?
are polite to my face, but horrible to me behind my back. I’d rather have you say it to me than be fake towards me. If you’d actually admit to me that you don’t like me, it’s cool; no hard feelings. But being two-faced is completely unnecessary.
Cause honestly, all of the posts shown on there are directed to you. For each reblog, it usually has to do with something relevant to how I feel or what’s in my mind. I’m just hoping that one day, you’ll come across those certain posts and realize a few things. I just hope that when you do, you’ll finally understand everything. Especially the things I’ve been wanting to tell you, but was just too afraid to.
(Source: gadiellerin)
