March 2012
I dont even know what home is anymore. Home is where youre supposed to feel safe. When i was a kid, my house was my home. Then i met you, and you were my home. But now youre gone and i dont know what to do. Its not fair. its not fair. What i have to go through now is not okay. Im hurting, more than anyone could ever imagine. i dont know how to be by myself.
February 2012
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I hate you and everything you’ve done to me.
all i did for a year was love you. thats all i ever did. but you purposely treat me horribly so that i would break up with you? you felt bad for me? you didnt want me to hurt myself again? My heart is fucking broken. You know, letting me down easily wouldve have been so much better for me. But no. You had to use me for sex for a month and a half. You could atleast apologize to me.
fakeasmilesohewontsee:
Alabama, Arkansas, I do love my Ma and Pa, not the way that I do love you.
This song makes me cry
sucks to be a dreamer.
i dont think anyone really knows how miserable i am. Im doing everything i can to save my relationship with the guy im in love with. Im trying so hard. Id do anything for him but it doesnt seem like hed do the same for me. All i want is to have a full conversation with him, one where his answers arent just ‘oh’ ‘okay’ and ‘yeah’. Its unbelievable how much i love...
December 2011
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