Listen, It’s tough for me to write this. Knowing you are so far away and are barely thinking about me. It’s tough, seriously. To know that I can’t get you out of my mind while you care as little for me. And to think that I still have SO much bottled up. So much to
Look, I know that if I tell you this you’ll only disagree with everything I say. So this is how i get it out. Maybe you’ll see it and you’ll wonder. But I’m passionate, and you’re calm, collected. I’m angry, and you never are. I’m a hopeless romantic, even though I pretend not to be,
Thanks, mom. I found out about yours and dad’s divorce through your facebook status a full month before you chose to tell me. I’m glad all your friends could “like” it. This is really something that can’t be undone. I still love you, but you could have had a little more respect for me. I
Every time you message me how miserable you are with her, I am hurting because you left me for her. I want to lure you back in, but I am better than her. I want to let you make your own decision. I want you to come back to me, but I know after what
I’m at a loss of words these days. There used to be a time when I would write everything down from funny jokes, sad stories, or witty sayings. These days, I’m just lost. When I would write my own words I would let my emotions spill on to the pages. No longer do I want
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