you turn into a lot of gooey things inside. ;)

Memories suck. 

they cling to you like a fucking leech.

 i don't want to make any with you if i know that's all i'm going to have left.

when you leave,

just like everyone else.

:)

so either- don't leave or don't give me any memories.

the choice; is yours. 

You said, i had brown eyes-

how did you know i've always wanted a man to notice that?

You.Make.Me.Smile.

:)

Confidence