I wish you weren't working tonight because I don't feel safe. I want to wake you up and tell you to throw a sickie. Even though I know you can't do that. I just want you with me. Please don't go in.
Thank you for telling me that you don't want anything serious with me.
At least you're being honest, right? I respect you for that.
I just wish you would've talked to me about it before... yeah you know.
But it's ok, I understand. If I were you, I wouldn't want anything more with me either
My RYL family: PaperClip is my big sis
"Greatness inspires envy, envy engenders spite, spite spawns lies. You must know this, Dumbledore."
- The Dark Lord
When I try to help, I get everything thrown back in my face. Why can't people accept that I'm trying? I just want to fade away and die but I can't tell anyone because the only people that would care enough to want to do something are the ones I'm too afraid to tell because I'd hurt them knowing I was like this. I really can't take much more of this.
You looked deep into my eyes and lied. Then you did it again and put my health at risk. You kept telling me that you loved me in order to be, "nice." I'd rather have the truth hurt me than live in blissful ignorance. But you're gone now so you're getting what you deserve in the long run: NOTHING. I did nothing wrong, but you're a liar. But you'll never get your comeuppance because you're on your own little selfish planet, transferring your flaws onto me. If our paths ever cross again it'll 20 billion years too soon.
PS: You were always right about one thing, I am too good for you. I'll never sink to your level.
I love you, but you dont love me anymore.You havn't even made an effort to get intouch, i did just a few times.But i wont be a mug.I love you very much..but now i will make you jealous of me
Please just shut up please just shut up please just shut up please just be quiet for one goddamn second. Sometimes you wear me down, sometimes I never want to see you again.
I'm sorry, I can't go out with you tomorrow. How can I meet you at one? That would mean having to get up, and ready, and making myself look presentable. I don't have the energy. That would then mean I'd have to get up early because simple things seem to take forever now. It's silly really because I'd be making an effort for you, not for anyone else. I don't even make the effort for myself, so why should I bother doing it for you? You only seem to speak to me when you're bored. Maybe if I just ignore you, it'll all go away?
I am completely and totally in love.
And I never thought I'd hear myself say that.
But I am.
Uncontrollably in love.
I am still scared. But so fucking alive.
Now I'll play your ghost as my ace, whenever I'm led astray.
But I am actually good, can't help it if we're tilted.
I'm in my right place, don't be a downer.