February 2012
12 posts
LOOOOOOOOOOL
SO AWK. LOOK AT THOSE POSTS BRO. They are in order from most recent to the oldest. 0_0
k bye now
The truth hurts? Nah, lies kill.
To think I trusted you.
You lied to me soanytimes it’s not even funny l. You kept telling me you loved me. The day after even. We joked about vaginas. You mentioned having sex with only one guy. You lied to me when I asked you what you did with him. We talked about marrige the day after. You sounded so happy…
I hate you. Right now, with a passion, so fierce, so consuming, it almost...
He will suffer. He will die.
Good riddance.
No one likes him anyway.
Ha well so I thought. Up until yesterday at least.
I will take just to claim. Then show you my pain.
Two biggest things
One: you lied. So many fucking times. Regardless if it’s the same thing or not. It’s almost worse.
Consequence: no trust
two: how do you tell someone you love them and go and have sex after? What can you possibly say tha will prove to me you meant it?
Consequence: you will not be my first ANYTHING. and my love is extremely limited. Ughk still there though. Fucking can’t get...
If your reading this.
You lied to me again.
Just saying.
But I expected you to obviously.
So have fun. It’s only a couple posts.
Caught red handed
Truth is a funny thing huh?
It seems to come and go as one pleases and leaves a trail of hurt in it’s wake. But lies don’t do that. They keep you safe and secure. A blanket or a wall to hide behind. They give you security of doing whatever you wish whenever you wish it. They allow fr more freedom and require inky a word and someone stupid enough to believe you.
I wonder who will...
All the fucking time
FUCKING SHIT DUDE. YOU FUCKING PISS ME OFF!!!!!
ughk. With Nic, its always him first it seems. At least thats the way it appears in school. If im gonna suck it up im gonna vent it here first. NOW, i know you don’t go around telling him you love him,(i think) but when we are at school, you let me do NOTHING. I fully understand you let him do minimal things but your temper is alot less when...
Wow
Thanks.
Pleas don’t ask me to do anything anymore.
I know I don’t want to but I will still do it anyway.
It sucks when you can’t get little things.
And or the cherry on top I can’t talk for two days. I love our conversations these days babe.
Break even
You ruin my day more than you make it.
It seems I’m always second to do things with you, even when it’s our thing huh?
Confession
These next posts will be drafts that i have had saved for who knows how long. Enjoy!
Something Positive
Oh man, it seems like everything on here is depressing, or reminisant of the old days. To be honest, I don’t think i’ve ever been happier with my life. With a peaking confidence that I know few can destroy, and several groups of friend that I love spending time with, life is good. I hope that everyone and everything can reach a point like this, and not dwell on such negative emotions...