At Hollister there’s a shirt that says “I hope your mom finds your tumblr”.
why the hell am i getting into my feels right now. i was doing so well.
why do i still let it get to me?
why does it still get to me?
i should be over it by now…
but the slightest mention of it brings me back.
i think that i miss the relationship more than i miss you…
but if that was true, i don’t think that’d still be thinking of you.