Omfg. One more thing that annoys me is the group of “friends” you have. They are so fucking annoying. Like seriously stfu! Ok so you need to decide me or them. Like seriously it’s came down to this then bye. Idc. But just stfu! You guys all talk shit about me yet do you know he comes crying to me about shit. Like ok maybe that isnt their fault then. But for you to be so scared to be yourself. To show your real colors then fuck you bye. But fuck. Seriously just ugh. You are so nasty for fucking the no go! Common now. The first one was bad enough did you NOT LEARN A LESSON? Yet now it’s like YOU’RE the one who should check yourself. Mr. Popular. Really not in my book. And we go by my books. Facebook is drama.
I don’t care. I really don’t. Yeah i’m blogging about you, only cus it’s a big deal. You were a big part of my life. You still couldve been until ….yeah. You fucked up, in a fucked up situation. I really can’t believe I saw you, come out of my job with her, watched a movie, even be with her, and to still be with her. A friend. Ok she’s not the problem. It’s you, it’s not me, not her, not even him. Baby it’s you. You decided to play get even, yeah but sorry that game is old news. Get even for what reason?! I gave you chance after chance. I gave you my hand to hold, but you decided to leave and wanna come back? Sorry I can hold my own damn hand. Normally i’d have poofy eyes by now. But I’m yawning… Lol. I’m sad cus I’m torn. I’m scared letting go, I’ll lose you and us. But holding on, where will that get me. And because I’m only human I gotta think about me, myself and I. As much as I loved you, I can’t forgive you. It’s one of those things I’ll never get over. I know. That image will haunt me. Why waste anymore time waiting for eventually when I can be doing something now. I feel so free from all this. Because I know I didn’t do anything wrong, I don’t need to say sorry this time. And I definietly won’t accept one. It’s pathetic. Wasn’t it just yesterday where you told me you love me, and how we’ll have kids. How “your” bed is “my” bed and I belong there. Weren’t you apologizing for loving me ? Yeah… Funny that although I didn’t see this comming, I didn’t see anything you said either. I mean damn, you crossed the line. Like wayyy beyond the line. And after calling you and giving you ANOTHER chance, you fucked it up. And have the nerve to tell me you love me. Yeah get the FUCK outta here. I’m not mad though. I just cuss a lot. I’m really just clam, tired, bored right now. Im very happy on some small note though. Because, like I’m so proud I did this all on my own. I set my mind on letting go/moving on/ getting over it and I accomplished it. I never thought I could. But that just tells me a lot. Im kinda pissed cus I shoulda moved you down instead of keeping you at number 1. You really were at number 1 forever, but forever doesn’t last. Clearly :) I’m too young for this. Shit there’s a planet full of people…. ! Why cry over one guy who never even did me right. He sure had it right, but it wasn’t for me. And I ain’t trippin. Cus to me, I don’t feel like Ive lost anything. I never had anything for the past 4 months, but you’ll be sorry cus you had me. I may not be the best looking, person, student, daughter, worker, or whatever. But I only gave you the best. :( Oh well, fuck you. I’m going to sleep now.
I went right when I left you. You went wrong when you thought I’d go right twice, back and forth. No time for games baby. Not this time around.
I don’t trust you because every time you’re here, your intentions are unclear. I spend every hour waiting for a phone call that I know will never come. I used to think you were the one, now I’m sick of thinking anything at all. You ain’t ever coming back to me, that’s not how things were supposed to be. You take my hand, just to give it back. Do you remember the way we used to melt, do you remember how it felt?
You know I HAD to bring this one back.
I call shotgun because I am the type of girl who with be right next to you through the worst and the best rides of your life. I call shotgun because if something were to happen, I would be right there in the front with one hand before me and the other will be used to protect you. I call shotgun and instead of blowing smoke into your quivering lips, I pass nothing but the good type of love. I call shotgun because there is no one else who is willing to do what I do for you. I call shotgun because baby, I am that ride or die type of woman. I just hope you know that once you call shotgun, it’s a guarantee spot right next to me. I am not the backseat and passively-let-life-go-by type of girl. I will not follow you from behind. Right next to you is where I will be. So what do you say? As for me, you already know. I called it.
Shotgun.JT.
“Why do we close our eyes when we dream? When we cry? When we imagine? When we kiss? Because the most beautiful things in this world are unseen.”
Haven’t you realized, I’m gone?
