my friends are all sad because we don’t hangout much anymore.
but you’re the ones who made everything all weird and dramatic, when i didn’t feel the same as you.
if that makes sense.
anyways, it’s because you make me feel alone now.
i miss my cat.
when i get home, i’m gonna lay down with my damn cat.
Because my cat gets me.
cats forever.
it hurts letting go of the person you love. sharing your secrets and thoughts and feelings with them, only for them to threaten you with it all.
It hurts knowing the trust i put into you is just shattered. It hurts that our love is shattered and broken. I love you still, and i always will. But i got to do what’s good for me. I may seem happy, but there’ll be times when i think of us snuggling on the couch and me crying in your arms, and the tears come back. I wish this didn’t have to happen, but i couldn’t take the mental abuse anymore. we hurt each other, and sometimes the bad times outweigh the good.
I love you, but you can’t do this to me. I know i’m not innocent, but you’re not a victim. You’re not the only one who’s hurting. Maybe if you grew up & treated me like the fucking princess i am, I’d return the favor and treat you good too. But you didn’t, and I deserve my freedom no matter how much it kills me.
btw, stop telling me how i feel. I know how i feeel. You obviously don’t, and can’t speak for me.
And i can’t believe you made a hate status about me. How fucking hurtful.
STOP HURTING ME PLEASE.
And yes, i’m making a blog post about you.
What the fuck do you think a blog is for?
Facebook and tumblr? Two different things.
p.s, if you’re the person i’m talking about, go here: http://www.amishrakefight.org/gfy/
thanks. love ya. forever&always.
^i fucking meant it when i said i’d love you forever.
