and i think its all going to work out.
and i dont know what will happen with you
and me
but i hope it will be good.
i think im rushing.
and i think i dont want to wait.
but i dont wanna fuck it up.
and i dont wanna fuck you up.
and i dont want to make anymore mistakes.
i dont think im going to go back.
i dont think im going anywhere else either.
i know why im fucked up.
i dont need to tell the same stories over and over so someone can tell me what i already know.
i dont need to feel that feeling ive learned A LOT about this year.
"i have to tell you something"
i hate this story and i hate telling it sometimes.
i dont need to "talk"
i know everything i need to do to make myself better, i just havent done it.
so if yr not going to give me drugs or anything
i dont think it does any help to go back.
YOU NEED TO BACK OFF.
YR MAKING ME WANT TO SLIT MY WRISTS.
STOP.
kthanksbye.
i still think about you every day.
thaaaats not ok with me.
please leave.
and yr dumb sibling has to be around reminding me of you.
lameeee.

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