I talked to you again today... and I'm pissed. I fucking LOVE YOU! like shit. You wanna know a secret?! I cheated on EVERY boyfriend before you. EVERY SINGLE ONE! but not you. and for you to break up with me because you thought i cheated on you. You don't know how pissed that makes me. You have NO IDEA. None. Not even a little. You fucked up? Hell yea you did. You fucked up big time. YOU BROKE MY HEART. I've NEVER left this way about anyone. YOU did this to me. YOU caused all this. This is YOUR fault. You should have listened to me when i told you i didn't. I know you have trust problems because of your ex but IM NOT HER! I never will be. DON'T call me sweetheart DON'T tell me you care or your worried. I'm not your girlfriend anymore. If you want me back come get me. I'm still here. For now. Angel im ready when you are.
I love you. I miss you. I want you back=/
yeaa, this is it
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Sunday, February 20, 2011
new life
I am a runaway now. i have left my house, the security of my parents, I am on my own. No i do not live alone, I live with my bestfriend. We are in a house that has new life decisions. Everything goes by so fast. Days are blending. I have a new life, with new things to come.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
please...
Today, if all goes well, there will be a more interesting blog coming soon. I really want this to happen. I would be so happy.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
its simple, i love you.
I had a dream that you wanted me back last night. I wish that were true. I miss you more that anything. I wish you could see what this is doing to me. Being with you gave me a reason to keep going, now i have no reason. I wish you only knew how much i love you.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Friday, February 11, 2011
For real.
Your starting to REALLY piss me off. You can fuck with me as much as you please but when you fuck with my friends. That's it. I dont care what happened between yall but the way your making her feel about it now is not right. Your being an asshole just because you can, just to be mean. YOUR A FUCKING ASSHOLE.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
so little words, so much damage.
I talked to you today. It was less than 30 seconds. I asked you for a ride home. Really i needed a ride it wasn't just because i wanted to see you, even though i want to. It was hard to talk to you. Even a simple conversation and I'm chocking back tears. I want to be able to talk to you every night again. To be held in your arms. I want you back but i know it wont happen. Slowly I'm excepting this, slowly.
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