do you think God ever gets sad like “what do you mean you don’t love yourself i worked so hard on you….”
(via asunsetdream)
It is like literally hard for me not to pester the crap out of you on Facebook like you have no idea how much I agonize over what I should send you, what I shouldn’t, if it’s been too recently or too long since I spoke to you. I play these games in my head like “Okay, it’s been three days, hopefully he won’t feel bothered…”
Then again, that’s all this is: games in my head.
