There’s nothing wrong with a classy girl who has a dirty mind.
I’m afraid I’ll never finish college. I’m afraid I’ll finish college with student loans I can never pay back. I’m afraid I’ll get a degree and won’t be able to find a job in that field. I’m afraid I’ll get a degree, get the job I dreamed of, and hate it.
I’m stumbling home drunk at 4AM after you told me you didn’t love me anymore and fuck it hurts it hurts it hurts. The thought of your arms around someone else’s waist is enough to make me want to keep drinking until I forget everything. “I love you!” I scream to the empty night “why don’t you love me?
remember this: your first love won’t matter when you find your last