it’s not the same when you’re not here.
i miss the warmth, the laughter and all the love that you bring.
come back soon.
I’m starting to feel like it was much easier when I felt nothing.
It’s hard to explain how I feel right now. My face is burning hot but the rest of my body is so cold. It’s frustrating. No one is perfect and I would be the first to admit that I am probably one of the least perfect human beings in existence. I’ve got an overwhelming amount of shortcomings and flaws but one of the best things is that I recognize this and will take ownership.
I know that a lot of this is my own doing. I know I was the one who fired the first shot. I know that in many ways it is I who should take the blame. But even with all of that knowledge, the reality of being treated like shit when things go bad is a really hard pill to swallow. I know I can be mean, selfish and hurtful but I’d like to think that I’ve always put you first no matter what. You’ve always been the most important person in my life that I want to share everything with but finding out that the feeling wasn’t mutual hurts.
Don’t ever fall in love. It will hurt you, break you and make you miserable.
its hard being with someone who is talking a stroll in a different part of life than you are. your priorities are different, your outlooks are different and that just seems to make everything harder doesn’t it?
"some people turn sad awfully young. No special reason, it just seems, but they seem almost to be born that way. They bruise easier, tire faster, cry quicker, remember longer and, as i say, get sadder younger than anyone else in the world. I know, for I’m one of them"
I cannot stand people who lie. I spent too much time being lied to by someone I loved and the result of that was a sickness: the inability to put up with any sort of lie, no matter how small and white.
I have now discovered one more thing I can add to my short list of complete intolerance: cowards. I fucking hate cowards.
To an extent I guess liars and cowards are the same thing. People lie because they are afraid to face the truth. People run because they are weak and are unable to deal with their problems. I hate that.
Tonight I’m making peace. Not with the liars or the cowards, but with my heart to let these people go. I don’t need them, no matter how much my heart tells me I love them. They lied, they ran and they left me for dead. It’s time to keep walking.
Another one bites the dust.