June 2010
This whole thing is wishy washy. I barely put in an effort. And now I’ve decided I’m done. Not that it’s even a big deal. Fuck you
Hmm you have me thinking. How do I approach this?
Well that took care of everything. Whatever. This is fucking why I don’t like guys. That one hurt, but hey, I’ll move on and get over it. I’m good at that.
I don’t wanna fall for you because I don’t want to be let down, I don’t want to be a booty call. I want you to like me and want to be with me. Can you please reassure me of that? Because at this point, I’m beginning to look for your flaws.
“Well I’m gonna tell you what I was thinking so I can find out if it was a mutual thought hah. I was thinking I shouldn’t have been such a weenie and kissed you (:” Biggest butterflies :)<3
I hate the “real world”. Why can’t everything stay cheery and simple? I wish the world was fair. It’s not fair that the nicest guy I’ve ever met got laid off. He was my closest friend at work. I can’t help but cry now that he is gone. Why couldn’t they get rid of me? I’m nothin to the company compared to him. Damn, life is just not fair. I’m...
I realllllly like you. Fml.
I’m so wishy washy. Never can like a guy for more than an hour. Fuck me. I want more than anything to like you but I can’t seem to stay interested. Ughh. When will I be able to hold interest longer? I wish I knew.
You’ve done this to yourself.
Shopping alone is the weirdest thing ever.
“Can we talk this over? At least just for tonight.
I asked myself one hundred...”
Fuck you, bitch.
It’s taking all I can not to text you. It’s so hard on nights like these when all I want is to talk to you and be with you. I just need to keep remembering that you aren’t worth it. I need to be strong.
I’ve never hated you more. I’m done for good, never again will I talk to you, hang with you, be near you. You’re scum, trash, not worth my fucking tears. You make me cry at work? That’s not okay. You could have kept your fat mouth shut but nope you knew saying it would hurt me. I HATE YOU.
Ahh this feeling. It’s back.
It’s weird how one guy can take my mind off of you.
I can’t help but think of what he’s doing instead of what you’re doing.
I want him to text me more than you.
His smiley faces give me butterflies, not yours.
But then I remember, you and him are similar.. You both don’t care.
I’m chasin a rainbow. I’ll never catch it, as I’ll never catch you.
I don’t even wanna do this anymore. Maybe I’ll give up, not feeling wanted anyways. Why return the favor? Need to go on my vacation now. That’ll be so nice, the 12 days I’m away from these people will maybe help me. Sick of this.
I hope the awkwardness leaves soon. Cause you really are a good friend of mine. And I am truly sorry.
Gotta love when you like someone you can’t have…
Goal accomplished :D
I had a dream about you last night.. I haven’t even thought about you in a year, yet that dream made me think about all the amazing times we had. Those short two months were magical for me… And I threw it all away. I remember our first kiss. The first real date we had, the night you said you loved me. I knew it was soon to be saying stuff like that, yet I knew you were different. The...
You’ve both changed, and I don’t like it… Time to start drifting away. Too much drama that I do not want in my life anymore. Goodbye!
I’m really glad that my friends trust me so much, thanks a lot. Hahahahaha psyche.
I’ve lost two good friends in one week, I’m realizing I prefer to be alone more than I like being with others, I’m becoming more independent, and overall more interested in my grades then getting drunk and making mistakes. I think about things more than I should, I forgive but never forget, I want more than anything to enjoy the simple things in life. I wish people could see...
Fuckkkkkk you.
Left out.
It always hurts me. I wish you’d just see I’m the better choice.
Why do I do this to myself? I know you’re never coming back. But you say silly things that all of a sudden give me hope and I think maybe this is the start of something new. And in the blink of an eye, I hear that you’re talking to someone else. She’s ugly, young, and stupid. Why aren’t I better?...
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah. This is all I hear when you lie to me. So stop. Thanks.
Such bitchezzzz. I do what I want baby. Pizza? I’ll bite it. Volleyball? I’ll hit it. Watch children shows? You already knowwwww foolyz.
That’s sexy.
I strongly dislike girls like you.
Sometimes
I feel ugly beyond belief…
I love how you all tell me one thing and then do another. But whatever tho.
I’m sitting , watching you graduate. It’s finally hitting me that you’re leaving me. I’ll miss you and forever love you… Goodbye.
Day 4: my sibling
My brother is a different one. He’s stubborn and a smart ass. He can be extremely mean or the nicest guy you’ll ever meet. I love when we get along, which is surprisingly often. He’s the one guy I can tell anything to and he’ll try to help me or give me advice. I love that he’s only 17 months younger because he’s so close to my age that we deal with the same...
Day three: my parents
No one has ever been there for me as much as you two have. You were there at my lowest point, you will be there at my highest point. We may have our fights, but you both know I’ll love you more than anyone on this planet. You’re my role models, my advice givers, my inspiration. Your love, in this world of divorce and adultry, gives me hope that one day I’ll fall in love and stay...
If we act so fucking spoiled then why do you continue to give us whatever the fuck we want? You stupid fucks. Don’t yell at me and my brother for your mistake. Maybe you shoulda made us work for our shit instead of handing it all to us on a silver platter! Fuck you.
Day two: my crush
I’m starting to ask myself, is something wrong with me? Because I surely have plenty of crushes, but none of them end up being worth my time. The two people I’ve had true “crushes” on have looked to me as their booty call and that’s hurtful to me. I like to flirt with boys and kiss boys and all that fun stuff, but once we start getting too close, I panic and find...
Day one: my best friend
I rememer the weekend I met you, we were 4 years old and our families were camping together. I have no idea how I can remember something that happened 13 years ago. But it’s my most precious memory and I thank god for us meeting. You are my best friend, my sister. Every day I see you or talk to you is another memory to add to our overflowing memory box. You’re the shoulder I cry on,...
Had to copy Jeanna, looks interesting.
Day 1 - Your best friend
Day 2 - Your Crush
Day 3 - Your parents
Day 4 - Your sibling (or closest relative)
Day 5 - Your Dreams
Day 6 - A starnger
Day 7 — Your ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush
Day 8 — Your favorite internet friend
Day 9 — Someone you wish you could meet
Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to
Day 11...
I hate when people spell your name wrong. I hate when they tell me I’m stupid for doing whatever you say. I hate when you talk about growing up because I know I’m not gonna be a part of you for much longer. I hate thinking of you hanging with other girls, no matter how innocent it really is. I hate how easy it is for you to make me cry. I hate the beautiful, extravagant memories we had...
You were perfect for me. I was nothing to you.
“Some are born great, some achieve great, and some have greatness thrust upon...”
– Shakespeare
SSDD
Gotten used to it. I wonder why I even try now? There’s always something, I’m not pretty enough, funny enough, smart enough, there’s another girl, blah blah. I’m sick of these excuses. I just want someone to be mine. I miss you more than ever on these nights. I can never catch a break anymore. Gosh this pain hurts so much.
Always fools me
How fake you can be. I fall for your little games every time.
