thisbelieberhere
well, isn't this relevant. I'm constantly on the edge of crying. My World tour only has so many shows left, then it's gone. I don't want it to be gone. On it's last night, I'm sitting in my room, in my gray hoodie, crying and having my own little My World concert.
you're half of me, that's for sure. Half of my life is consumed by you, you're always on my mind. Half of my day is spent supporting you and half of my room is filled with your posters. Half of my computer is filled with songs by you and pictures of you :) I love you Justin.
the couch that you claimed to sit on and just play video games with Ryan all day. I bet you miss those times, but look at where you are now. You're an inspiration to not only me, but millions of others. You've changed our lives and I think you're happy :)
i'm concerned for you. people say they hate you, but why? I'm concerned for your feelings, even though you don't know mine. I fear that you're hurting and I can't do anything about it. It sucks.