” she sounds like she’s perfectly suited for you. ”
Oh god. She is. She’s perfect…..
and here i am again. i try to do the right thing, and i end up being shit on all over.
i can’t win at anything. i find this wonderful, wonderful girl, develop all of these wonderful feelings and i just become so happy…. and here i am again. here i am.
we weren’t together, but it was more than just a friendship. why would you talk to me the way you do, love me the way you do, and be with someone else?
whatever this is in me that makes me so unlovable, so untouchable, i wish i could erase it.
i really hope that one day, your new girl finds out that when you were with her, you were dreaming about sleeping with me.
the sweetest revenge is the one i don’t have to work for.
She might have been the “best thing that’s ever happened to”you, but I’m always going to be the one that loved you regardless of the way you hurt me, and the way that you shit on me in the end. So please, have fun when your ape looking girlfriend shits on you because you’re a horrible fucking person. (:
a personal list
- get so fucked up high that i don’t know who i am with Lacey for the last time
- confess love
- make a cd of music i want played at my funeral
- show the world my blogs.
- write a kick ass poetic suicide letter
- write one final letter to everyone that i know and adore
- drink a lot of coffee
- write something beautiful and poetic on my wall in my room
- clean said room to perfection
- play a cd of songs on stereo on repeat
- smoke again
- call lacey right before and say your final goodbyes
I ate two meals today. Two too many. fml.
the girl i love with all of me was not only mean to me yesterday, but then her friend asked about my cuts.
she said “wow, that’s some hell of a cat you have.” and I got all red in front of all of these strangers and said “it’s a panther.”
what the fuck am i supposed to say? damn.