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Loves: Old creepy castles, dancing, cheetas, neon glow-in-the-dark, orange leaves.
This Tumblr is my private little rambling site. I don’t know you managed to find it, but since you have! – Brea LaSaige, 19. The butterfly is God’s proof that everyone can have a second life. I’m currently trying to get mine.
bahahaha.
I loved the movie Black Swan and I mean no offense to the movie, but this made me giggle. lol
Hah.
My edit on Photoshop. It’s the movie poster for Black Swan.
Had to reblog simply because of the Daniel clip from SNL. Love this kid.
CONFESSION TIME: affair
Okay, since no one really knows me on here, and I try to keep this blog a secret from like, everyone, I feel like this is the perfect place to get this off my chest.
I’m having an affair with a married man.
And I feel so fucking guilty about it.
I mean, I don’t really know how to act around him. We’re good friends. But since I first saw him, I’ve been insanely attracted to him. Like, barely containable. I don’t know what the fuck it is! But good god he looks good.
But he’s married. And I’ve never done this sort of thing before. I’m afraid to text him, like, EVER, because his wife might find out. But we miss each other when we don’t talk.
And see we both believe she’s fucking his best friend. And their marriage is making him so depressed that it breaks my damn heart. So when I think of it like that, I don’t feel so guilty.
But like I said, I don’t know how to talk to him or be around him. Usually I’m very straight forward. If I want to fuck around, I say so. But I can’t with him unless we’re alone, and we never are!
When I’m away from him for a couple days, I get some perspective back. But then I see him again, and he kisses me, and says if it wasn’t for his damn wife he’d be with me, I can’t help myself. I don’t know what’s wrong with me…
Jesus, why can’t I put a stop to this? It’s not like I’m really that emotionally involved, it’s mainly physical. When I get around him… like I said, I don’t know, I just can’t describe it.
