We're girls, we get jealous, we will hate that mother fucker who spams your facebook, we tend to assume things, our imaginations wild. Every second you take to reply, thousands of things goes through our heads ; who you talking to? Is it that mother fucker bitch? We start assuming, and this is when we get insecure. But then.. we'll try comfort ourselves, we'll think back to our conversations and make ourself believe you ain't that type of guy. So don't disappoint us.
Hey ronique i got a ask box lol Thanks so much I try to be original the best way i can. Yeah i'm just a normal guy. If anyone wants to know me just look through my tumblr even the title of my tumblr has meaning. i just keep it real n special my blog got a lot of stuff that i put my emotions into. I got alot of stuff I'm fina post too I just express, keep it honest and not hold back i'm happy you can relate and you like it i love your tumblr too it's the shit =)
Hahaha . I found it after the fact :D But I fell you 100% on not holding back . On most of my earliest posts you can see that but these days I just reblog shit :P I plan to get back on my REAL bloggin game this weekend once I settle down with homework and all that bs . But thanks , and I will deff bee on the lookout :)
Boy:I missed you at school today. Why weren't you there?
Girl:Yeah, I had to go to the doctor.
Boy:Oh really? Why?
Girl:Oh, nothing. Just some annual shots, that's all.
Girl:So what did you guys do in Math today?
Boy:You didn't miss anything that great, just a lot of notes.
Girl:Hey, I have a question to ask.
Boy:Okay, ask away.
Girl:How much do you love me?
Boy:You know I love you more than anything in this world.
Boy:Why did you ask?
Boy:Is something wrong?
Girl:No. Nothing at all. Um. How much do you care about me?
Boy:I would give you the world in a heartbeat if I could.
Boy:Yeah of course I would. *sounding worried* Is there something wrong?
Girl:No, everything's fine.
Boy:Are you sure?
Boy:Okay. I hope so.
Girl:Would you die for me?
Boy:I would take a bullet for you any day, hun.
Boy:Any day. Now, seriously, is there something wrong?
Girl:No, I'm fine. You're fine. We're fine. Everyone and everything is fine.
Girl:Well, I have to go. I'll see you tomorrow at school.
Boy:Alright, bye. I love you!
Girl:Yeah. I love you too. Bye.
THE NEXT DAY AT SCHOOL
Boy:Hey, have you seen my girlfriend today?
Friend:She wasn't here yesterday, either.
Boy:I know. She was acting all weird on the phone last night.
Friend:Well, dude, you know how girls are sometimes.
Boy:Yeah, but not her.
Friend:I don't know what else to say, man.
Boy:Okay, well I gotta get to English. I'll see ya after school.
Friend:Yeah I gotta get to Science. Later.
Boy:Why weren't you at school today?
Girl:Uh, I had another appointment with the doctor.
Boy:Are you sick?
Girl:Um, I have to go. My mom’s calling on the other line.
Girl:It may take a while. I’ll call you later.
Boy:Alright. I love you.
-very long pause-
Girl:*with a tears in her eyes* Look, I think we should break up.
Girl:It’s the best thing for us right now.
Girl:I love you.
THE GIRL DOESN’T COME TO SCHOOL FOR 3 MORE WEEKS AND DOESNT ANSWER HER PHONE
Friend:Nothing. Hey, have you talked to your ex lately?
Friend:So you didn’t hear?
Friend:Um, I don’t know if I should be the one to tell you…
Boy:Dude, just tell me!
Friend:Uh. Call this number, 433-555-3468.
BOY CALLS THE NUMBER AFTER SCHOOL
Voice:Hello, Suppam County Hospital. This is Nurse Victoria.
Boy:Uh, I must have the wrong number. I’m looking for my friend.
Voice:What is their name, sir?
*boy gives info*
Voice:Yes, this is the right number. She’s one of our patients here.
Boy:Really? Why? What happened? How is she?
Voice:Her room number is 646 in building A, suite 3.
Voice:Please come by, sir, and you can see her. Goodbye.
THE BOY GOES TO HOSPITAL, AND TO ROOM 646, BUILDING A, SUITE 3. THE GIRL IS LYING IN THE HOSPITAL BED.
Boy:Oh my God, are you okay?
Boy:Dear, talk to me!
Girl:I have cancer and I’m on life support.
Boy:*breaks into tears*
Girl:They're taking me off tonight.
Girl:I wanted to tell you, but I couldn’t .
Boy:Why didn’t you tell me?
Girl:I didn’t want to hurt you.
Boy:You could never hurt me.
Girl:I just wanted to see if you felt about me the same as I felt about you.
Girl:I love you more than anything. I would give you the world in a heartbeat. I would die for you and take a bullet for you.
Girl:Don’t be sad. I love you and I’ll always be there with you.
Boy:Then why did you break up with me?
Nurse:Young man, visiting hours are over.
The boy leaves and later that night the girl is taken off of life support and dies, but what the boy didn’t know is that the girl only asked him those questions so she could hear him say it one last time. She only broke up with him because she knew she only had 3 more weeks left to live and thought that it would cause him less pain and give him time to get over her before she died.
The boy is found dead with a gun in one hand and a note in the other.
THE NOTE SAID:
“I told her that I would take a bullet for her, just like she said she would die for me.”
four years ago, i was just a guy who had a crush on a girl, who had a boyfriend. and i had to do the hardest thing that i’ve ever had to do, which was just to…wait. don’t get me wrong, i flirted with her. pam, i can now admit in front of friends and family, that i do know how to make a photocopy. didn’t need your help that many times. and, uh, do you remember how long it took you to teach me how to drive stick? i’ve been driving stick since high school, so…for a really long time that’s all i had. little moments with a girl who saw me as a friend. and, a lot of people told me i was crazy to wait this long for a date with a girl i work with but i think, even then i knew that…i was waiting for my wife. - jim halpert, the office