I’m laying in bed just thinking to myself about the first time we kissed. When I was so nervous but so happy. I remember right after we kissed, I told you I was afraid you were going to just leave me. And you said you would never do that to me. Maybe it was the alcohol but maybe it was in your heart. And I’m hoping somewhere in your heart that feeling is still there. Because I know it’s there for me. I just remember waking up the next morning and dealing with so much, but not caring because I was literally the happiest I had ever been. Everything just felt so right, like the world was mine. Finally I could see the future and everything clearly. Now I don’t know where to go from here. But all I know is I want it all back. More than anything.
I'm Megan, 19 years old, community college student, cashier, New York/New Jersey, lazy, teenage dirt bag. I usually spend my time sitting around and being counter-productive/procrastinating. I want to grow up and have a life that is a combination of How I Met Your Mother and Spongebob. And marry my true love Jason Segel. I get by with a little help from my friends, and a lot of alcohol/marijuana.
Also, if you'd like to see more of my sick twisted mind here's my personal photo blog. (;
How I Met Your Mother blog
I've been on Tumblr since you were still postin' bulletins on Myspace. Holla.
