It’s truly weird for me to think or even say this, and I could be wrong; but no matter how much Peyton and I butt heads/fight/despise each other. I can’t help but feel if I was in dire need, I know she would be there… and I’m sure she knows I’d be there for her as well. I just always have this in the back of my mind. I couldn’t hold it in anymore. I guess I could be way off, but I could care less.
I know, you probably wonder why I do some of the things that I do..
Well, that makes two of us because I don’t even understand myself.
I’m sorry for being selfish and not realizing that my actions were hurting you..
But when we finally said our goodbyes, I knew I had no one to blame but myself.
If you ever sent me a nice anon message I hope all your dreams come true and may your harvest be bountiful
