Why am I thinking about you… Your out of my life now and you moved on… I am hopeless
I don’t think she’s noticed I’m mad at her. I’ve been ignoring her for a week and a half and she hasn’t tried to talk to me once. Not once.
It’s sad when the people who used to make you happy start slowly killing you.
I hate when you’re sad and someone tells you to “get over it”. Like no, fuck you, if I could I fucking would you dumb fuck. Maybe instead of being a dick you could just hug me and tell me it’s okay.