sometimes, all i want is someone to stick around. someone to fight back. someone to push as hard as i’m doing.
i’m not saying that he didn’t hurt me in the past, but the past is the past. turn the radio up and than hit the gas.
so i’ll take what we have now. and if it’s okay with you, and even if it’s not okay. i’ll relish in it. and i’ll be okay.
Jan 29, 2008, 02:47PM PST | 0 comments
nuh uh.
i’m not going to be passive about this.
i don’t want to see him anymore, not because he doesn’t want to see me. but because he’s not himself anymore. because he hurt me beyond words, i was listless, and all he couldn’t even apologize.
he fucked up. he fucked up and he chose somebody that he thought would have been better than me. well guess what, asshole? she left you, i would have waited around. because i was stupid, and i thought that i was in love. maybe i was, but the person i was in love with, wasn’t there anymore, maybe he never was.
you put a bad taste in my mouth. a bruise on my heart. and a smile wiped off my face.
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