Thursday, August 25

Most of the time, you sweep me off my feet. Other times..you just make me weep.

Jesus, mother fucking, christ. My soul is aching like a bitch, and I feel shitty. I hate facebook. Facebook is gay. Why invent it? Before, I was going to take back my word on how I hate communicating via technology, but now I know why I said it in the first place. It's weird when we talk.. it's because of me. Being the girl that I am, I go to their profile, see how they talk to other "people", and just mope. Fine. I'm insecure. And jealous. Maybe a bit sensitive. Oh, and easily led. I think I have trust issues as well.



It feels like I'm just one of your play thingies. You talk to me online like you talk to other females... not like we're together or anything, though I can't imagine that you'll change that part of you. Welp, this sucks. Feeling dazed and confused. Could you tell that I'm holding back when you talk to me? Yeah.. not sure what to do or how to feel anymore. I'm not so sure you'll like this side of me. Not what you expected, am I?

Damn, I'm going to be moody this whole week. Bless my "time of the month".

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