MamaPandaBear

YOUR BOY SIDE: [x] you love hoodies [x] you love jeans [ ] dogs are better than cats [x] it's hilarious when people get hurt and fall [x] you've played with/against boys on a team [x] shopping is torture [x] sad movies suck [x] you own a XBOX [x] you played with Hot Wheels as a little kid [ ] at some point in life you wanted to be a firefighter [x] you owned a DS PS2 or Sega [ ] you used to be obsessed with Power Rangers [x] you watch sports on TV [x] gory movies are cool [x] you go to your dad for advice [ ] you have at least 1 trophy of a sport [x] You used to play Yu-Gi-Oh [x] baggy sweat pants are nice to wear

I was listening to mine and my husbands song... I couldn't help but cry... Cause everything that song meant seems to have all been a lie.. This is the song.. It means so much to me... Even though its all been a lie.. All three fucking years. http://youtu.be/vF97rHYsgU0

Why must I be this way? Why must it effect me so much? Why? Just why? I truly hate myself for it. I'm slowly letting go. Very slowly. Why?