Sunday, February 6

Dear you,

You drive me fucking insane sometimes. You make me feel like shit... to put it simply. Honestly, there are times when I feel like everything you say and everything you do comes from ... some sort of obligation.. And I feel like I'm a burden to you. I'm not forcing you into a friendship, I hope you realize that. No one's stopping you from walking out. Obviously I won't want it. I'd get terribly sad. Probably even mad. But when it comes down to it, it's all up to you.... ....The things you say.... they're not even directed towards me (maybe) but I still get hurt and all wound up...!!@#!@#!!!! Then, rather than getting upset at you I get upset at ME. Because I feel like I'm doing everything wrong. .............. And maybe I am. -_- or maybe this is just another one of my flashes of emotions that will fade away in a couple hours. Maybe. Maybe not. So many maybes. I hate maybes.a ikjfnsafksadfnsd they're so.. undefined.. vague.. uncertain... =____= i hate myself when I'm like this. I feel so vulnerable, lolz....Fuck me I mess up everything


MY MIND NEEDS TO STFU

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