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Why do I still love this person? After all the shit, that they put me through, I just want to get over them, I feel alone in this whole situation and I feel like I should hate this person, but deep down I just want them to love me again.
I don’t understand and its driving me insane. I wish that they would just say FU. Atleast maybe, I could have a better reason to get over them. I miss em sooo freakin much. I don’t know what to do. I feel like dying and the fact that they live 2 seconds down the road and I cannot go see em. It kills me. I think about this day in and day out. It’s always the topic on my mind. I cannot see myself without wanting to be with them or even around them. What do I do?
E v e r y d a y.
I c a n ’ t h e l p b u t t h i n k o f y o u.
I hate the feeling of the unknown. I hate that things happened the way they did, but fact of the matter, it happened. Whether or not, I care to believe it.. That’s up to me. I can’t help but feel unwanted in this twisted situation. Was I not good enough for you? To you? I gave you everything you needed, and wanted and you slap me right in the kisser. That’s how you show your thanks. Thanks a lot. For nothing. I still can’t help but wonder if you still think about me when your lying in bed with her. Even though you’ve laid with her before you grew the guts to tell me I don’t deserve you. Ha! You don’t deserve me! Let alone the air you breathe. How could you? Guess that’s just how ignorant people are. Right? Right.
I hate the feeling of the unknown. I hate that things happened the way they did, but fact of the matter, it happened.
Whether or not, I care to believe it..
That’s up to me.
I can’t help but feel unwanted in this twisted situation.
Was I not good enough for you? To you?
I gave you everything you needed, and wanted and you slap me right in the kisser.
That’s how you show your thanks.
Thanks a lot.
For nothing.
I still can’t help but wonder if you still think about me when your lying in bed with her.
Even though you’ve laid with her before you grew the guts to tell me I don’t deserve you.
Ha!
You don’t deserve me! Let alone the air you breathe.
How could you?
Guess that’s just how ignorant people are. Right? Right.
—Jessie Bowman
Many days I wish I could just get away and sit with my feeings and emotions.
May I ask the questions only you know the answer to?
May I seek the knowledge that you have in sore for me?
May I believe that you are going to guide me through this hell bound life?
May I understand the truths without thinking twice?
May I seek to find myself throughout my individuality?
May I?
Me and my best friend (:
Would I make a killing if I was to write a book about my messed up life? Cause that would be awesome!