I often wonder what if my mom didn't pas away. Where would I be, what would I be doing.
What if there were no labels? No straight? No gay? No lesbian? No transgender? Etc. What if we were all just people. What if we were all just bodies, built differently. Like cars...
That's like a question I always ask myself. Except my family, I really wonder if I would miss anyone if I die.
I often wonder what if I had married my first love.
I do honestly wonder
I would never do it but I wonder how things would change
How my friends would move on
How my family would cope
Who would come to the funeral
I often sit and wonder this about some people who call themselves friends,but as the quote so rightly states..."If they miss you, they'll call. If they want you they will say it...
The memories of missed opportunities and what ifs can conjure up powerful emotions of regret. Look, I have regretted a lot of things in my life, but this was the big one. It was...
He admitted he liked me and of course I fell asleep on him. Now he's gone for a week. I CANNOT stop thinking about him. He told me he's so shy that's why it seems like he doesn't...
idk why I haven't, or why I'm so scared I could be gone in a matter of seconds/ minutes ;'(
I always wonder if I were killed and I was on the news would my old friends call my house to find out what happened? or would it still be like now since no one cares I exist.
They miss or not miss
I'll still death
Can i go back in time and un meet some people cause i sure as hell with no hesitation would if i could im so mad ugh