Thoughts

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Fighting with my mom

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Is it wrong that this made me laugh?

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lulz-time:

 

I’ve never seen a post dunk spin cycle teabag.

History in the making.

 

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"Nah thats not really how I feel. Lol. just needed to let that out though. You’ll always be my first love!"

Wahmbulance

Disgusted. I’m being eaten up from the inside out by all realities I so blindly bottled inside me for the sake of what I thought was my happiness. It’s amazing though, the lengths I would go through just to be happy. I’m stubborn until it makes me delusional. So I guess you can call me ignorant. I pushed everything away for you. I swallowed my pride to the point that it’s now trying to claw its way back out, and now I’m sure that I’ll never let you get the best of me again. My dignity demands it. What am I if I cant even respect myself. And how could I have done that before? I let you break me a million times for the same shallow, selfish, inconsiderate, heartless reasons. And on this glorious night I can finally see clearly.. I see you for who you are. The girl that I loved.. The girl that taught me everything I know about the female species. The girl that showered me with affection, and fed me security, and I suppose, love.. and let me give it back. The girl that I used to pick up and walk home from school everyday. The girl that I would ride my bike through a thunderstorm for, just to hear her voice and tell her that I love her. The girl that was my everything, is also the girl that I watched over in the hospital heavily sedated, not knowing if she would come back to me, and made me induce homicidal thoughts for that motherfucker that gave you that pill. Suicidal thoughts, just by the thought of having to live without her. And this was after she broke my heart half a million times. She is the girl that lied to me, and kept things from me, and made me hate myself, by somehow invoking me to believe that I am to blame for everything. That I was pushing you away, when truth is, you’re selfish. And you’re just a plain bitch. You wanted to keep me for your own personal reasons while you continue to break my heart. If my words could cry they would. But this would be the last time I ever feel any sympathy for myself, or you, or our relationship. I know I made promises of forever and all that good stuff.. but yeah.. fuck forever.