I would die for you. But I won't live for you.
What about when someone doesn't need a shoulder? What if they need the arms?
I don't want to be somebody's crush. If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am.
Things change. And friends leave. Life doesn't stop for anybody.
please believe that things are good with me, and even when they're not, they will be soon enough. And i will always believe the same about you.
I walk around the school hallways and look at the people. I look at the teachers and wonder why they're here. If they like their jobs. Or us. And I wonder how smart they were when they were fifteen. Not in a mean way. In a curious way. It's like looking at all the students and wondering who's had their heart broken that day, and how they are able to cope with having three quizzes and a book report due on top of that. Or wondering who did the heart breaking. And wondering why.
I just need to know that someone out there listens and understands and doesn't try to sleep with someone even if they could have. I need to know these people exist.
Feel free to write to us if you have any questions. But before you do so, please take a look on our page with Frequently Asked Questions (FAQ) and even our sitemap to get a full overview of the content on our site.