• you are PATHETIC

    by  • August 7, 2010 • 0 Comments

    You think you are such a saint, even though you smoke pot and drink… you think that because you go to church at an evangelical joke of a ministry. not like I care any way. But the way you preach your bullshit to me.. and pretend that you aren’t full of yourself, and using me as a crutch to ween yourself off your pathetic 3 year relationship with that the same girl who I met the first night I started hanging out with you… Oh, wait, you didn’t introduce me… you told me to hide… in your roommates room. Pathetic. You never told the truth and you warped things so that it would seem as if I was the one who was wrong.

    Well I’ve got news for you… every single one of my friends thinks you were a weirdo, too… and not because of your religion but simply from your stature. The way you acted was sketchier and sketchier. The more I hung out with you the more I lost trust in you, the more we drifted apart… but for the best. It only took me 2 weeks to see you for what you really were – a pathetic young boy who doesn’t know the first thing about anything. It took you not even a day to kiss the girl you were seeing behind my back… going on runs…. really? You always spoke to me in ways that made me feel bad about myself. You spoke ill of my friends. You tried to preach your poison bullshit into my ears. I DON’T LIKE YOU! and I’ll be damned that if I ever see you again… I will not even show you the time of day. It’ll be as if you are just another person in the room… because that’s all you are.

    figlio di putana. io sono stanca di te. ma e non ho energica per te

    Have a wonderful life, you piece of scum.

    Ill miss you

    by  • August 7, 2010 • 0 Comments

    6 years ago you were the first person that ever loved me. I loved you back, but I was scared. I knew the family I came from and where I was headed. I knew you wanted no part of that. So I hid my love. And I watched you cry and hurt for years. You left, and still loved me. I followed. You met a man who became one of my best friends. That day, outside of his apartment, I told you I had never lied to you. I didn’t. I still haven’t. The only thing I ever did was withhold my love. I wish I had stolen that kiss when I had the chance. Maybe we could have been together. Instead you are married to one of my best friends. Now I must say goodbye. So with the utmost defeat, goodbye K.
    Forever yours.

    I’m not mad.

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    Ten months is a long time, I think you would know that. It’s funny because by the third, I already knew your best friend was next in line. But for some reason, you insisted this was not the case.

    And what happened after we broke up? The exact thing I had predicted. You had sex with him pretty much directly after.

    But the funny thing Is, I’m not mad. I don’t wish horrible awful things to happen to you.
    You are/were a good person, and you had a lot of positivity to balance your negativity.

    Oh, and I’m not worried about the extremely rude letters you send 7 months after we break up.
    You’d never say those things to my face.
    And If you did, it would be completely self-defacing on your part.

    lonely and empty

    by  • August 7, 2010 • 0 Comments

    You are both friends of mine. My best friend and my ex-boyfriend. Don’t get me wrong. I’m glad that you guys are happy together. I’m not jealous that you are with him. But when you both stay over at my house, and we watch movies like three friends. It kills me. He’ll put his arm around you and kiss you and hold you. Amd I get so jealous. Not because its you and him. I’m just jealous of what you guys have. That ‘special’ relationship. Seeing the two of you together distracts me from the movie and reminds me of the pain slowly growing in my chest. It makes me feel torn. Something is ripping me apart. I want someone to lay on my bed with me and watch a movie with me the way you guys do. I want someone to put their arm around me, kiss me the same way. I hate this so much. If I told you how badly this hurt, how lonely and empty it makes me feel, would you even think of stopping in my presence? No…you wouldn’t. You wouldn’t be able to. Even for me. And you know as well as anyone ,besides Alex, that it isn’t just someone I want. I want Alex to be the one putting his arm around me. Kissing me. But you and I both know that won’t happen. No matter what. He cannot like someone like me in that way. So you will kist stick with Cameron without a second thought of me. And even if you don’t realize it. Even if you can’t see it. I am being torn apart on the inside. I am rotting, just like a tree. Rotting on the outside. Looking fine on the outside. Dying.

    steve

    by  • August 7, 2010 • 0 Comments

    I LOVE YOU. BUT AT THEE SAME TIME I DETEST YOU, YOU ARE THE ONE PERSON WHO KAN MAKE ME BLUSH LAUGH HURT AND CRY ALL IN THE SAME MINUTE. I LOVE YOU. BUT YOU DON’T LOVE ME ANYMORE. YOU TELL PEOPLE THAT MEET ME THAT I’m GREAT THAT I’m PERFECT, THAT I’m THE ONLY GIRL YOU’VE TRULY LOVED, BUT YOU’RE NOT WITH ME. WHY????

    I KNOW WHY… BECAUSE INSTEAD OF PLANNING A FUTURE WITH ME YOU RATHER SLEEP AROUND. YES I KNOW WE ARE 19 BUT I’m READY FOR A FAMILY, I HAVE A JOB AND I’m GOING TO SKOOL, SO WHY KANT YOU BE GROWN UP WITH ME?????

    RUIZ ASKED ME TO MARRY HIM. IN DECEMBER, IF HE’S SERIOUS OR NOT I’m NOT SURE.. ITS WEIRD THOUGH KUZ HE IS INLOVE WITH ME BUT HE’S MY BESTFRIEND,.

    BRYAN IS MY CURRENT BOIIFFREHND. HE’S GREAT. IF YOU SAW HIM WALKIN DOWN THE STREET THOUGH YOU’D PROBABLY GET SKARED OR NERVOUS AROUND HIM.:)

    ALEX HAS A HUGE CRUSH ON ME. HE SAYS I’m PERFECT AND THAT HE’LL SHOW ME THAT HE’S THE ONE I SHOULD BE WITH THAT HE’LL TREAT ME LIKE A PRINCESS AND SERIOUSLY EVEN THOUGH WE ARE JUST FRIENDS HE MAKES ME FEEL REALLY SPECIAL, I LOVE IT.

    BUT NONE OF IT MATTERS, I’m STILL A VIRGIN, BECAUSE I WANNA GIVE IT UP TO YOU, I DON’T EVEN KISS MY BOYFRIEND BECAUSE I WANT TO BE INNOCENT AND CLEAN FOR YOU, BUT YOU ARE OVER THERE, FUCXIN EVERY GIRL POSSIBLE, HOPEFULLY ONE DAY YOU REALIZE THAT I’m THE ONE YOU SHOULD BE WITH,AND EVEN IF YOU NEVER REALIZE THAT, I HOPE YOU SETTLE DOWN FOR A GREAT GIRL, NOT THE TRASHHY ONE YOU KALL YOUR “BESTFRIEND VADA”
    LOVE YOU FOREVER

    Love

    by  • August 7, 2010 • 0 Comments

    Dear Girl,

    I wish I knew what you were, are, and will think, because this is driving me crazy. Why must my insecurity and general shyness be a hindrance to what I want and feel? I know you liked me, but now I’ll never know for sure. Well, being ignored is actually a pretty strong indication of what it was you felt. But you hated contact me, apparently, but you ignored multiple requests I made of you, and I dislike being ignored. If you gave me a chance, I know we could have had so much fun. It didn’t even have to be something serious. Just a summer fling, a last youthful glimpse at loving someone without the knowledge that we could eventually hurt each other. I want you to know that I really cared for you, but I used you without your knowledge, so you let me go because you could not decipher my intentions. When we meet again, we’ll both know what we each felt about the other and smoke a J and feel alright. You caused me grief, painfully, happy grief that gave me meaning and inspiration. But now that inspiration is gone. Good-bye.