Obviously over the years I’ve had a lot of time to think. Think about you, think about me, think about us. Timeflies…regardless really, doesn’t it? I know that at one time or another I’ve blamed you for a lot that’s gone wrong in my life. I know I’ve directed a lot of anger towards you.
I was selfish. I only cared about my feelings while you were dealing with so much. You tried to tell me about the problems he was causing but I didn’t want to listen so you didn’t push things. I don’t have an excuse. You’re better off without me in your life — as a friend
All of you who think you can save me, you cannot. I have a death sentence, I do not want to be Borderline. I don’t want to be impulsive. I don’t want to be depressed. I don’t want to have anxiety. I don’t want to take pills that make me tired. I don’t want to
dear dad, i love how you think our family is ever so dependent on your presence. if you were to leave, nothing much would change. i mean, you’ve done it before, haven’t you? i’ve started to depend less on you for things that i need, and more on myself. you walk around out house thinking
My Dearest N, Why haven’t you left my mind and my heart yet? I keep trying to come up with answers as to why you had to hurt me the way you did but I just keep coming up with more puzzling questions. It’s been a little over three months. Three months since we parted
I have not said a word aloud all day. I can’t stop thinking about how everything has changed. How you will no longer look at me the same. How our calls and texts seem so bland. It has all changed and I am left speechless. -A Related Post Growing up, life and all that jazz