He told me once that he had a dream when he was younger.
He was helping a girl change a light bulb.
She was stood on a chair, but he couldn’t see her face.
“What are you staring at?” She had asked.
“An angel.” He replied.
He called her Angela because she reminded him of an angel.
When we were together, he told me he had the same dream.
Only he could see her face.
And she was me.
Now I wonder...
Does he tell the new girl the same story?
Life gets harder when I can see what he’s listening to. It all seems to speak for him. To me. But I know that’s not what he’s intending.
Fuck the haters. Throw me down a staircase and I’ll climb back up and fuck you up bitch.
I SEE HARRY STYLES IN 107 DAYS
I don’t really understand what my life is at this point lol
This mental break is probably going to ruin me tonight...
Every atom of my body misses you and I can’t stand the pain
Total 5sos nerd, anxious but fun, i have literally no life. Help.
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