You’re not even mine to begin with.

So why the hell am I so scared for? Why do I care so much about what you do, and who you talk to? I shouldn’t even be so worked up about it. It’s not like we were ever going to be together anyways, so what the hell am I so worried about. I mean, it’s not like you even notice my feelings anyways, so yeah.

(via Tumblr)

this pretty sums up my life right now