i hat ehow i cant not talk to you. and its not because of how i remember you either. i fucking hated you. it's your writing. if i could write half as well as you i could. . .i dont know. it dosent bode well to dwell.
you told me not to talk to you anymore, so i don't. but you have a choice. you can either be my friend and talk about good things with me and sometimes hang out and have a good relationship, or you can leave me alone. but you can't go on hurting me like this with the things you say because i'm not going to let you. i am not responsible for the bad things. i'm leaving it up to you.
did you just comment my comment on your comment knowing/hoping that i would see it? i enjoy that. im sorry i hurt you. there is some stuff i have to explain. i have become "split"as of late and only two or three people can see how far, everyone else just thinks im in a bad mood. i was divided on the day we last talked. after recent events i.e(me and my best friend,a girl, getting drunk and some stuff happening) i realized that i need all the friends i can get. it just sucks because i cant use my rampant pseudo-inntelectualism as a defense when you start calling me emo.
post script: i may look emo now, but ive been emo for a looooong time. and it was'nt exactly my choice.
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im sorry i hurt you. there is some stuff i have to explain. i have become "split"as of late and only two or three people can see how far, everyone else just thinks im in a bad mood. i was divided on the day we last talked. after recent events i.e(me and my best friend,a girl, getting drunk and some stuff happening) i realized that i need all the friends i can get. it just sucks because i cant use my rampant pseudo-inntelectualism as a defense when you start calling me emo.
post script: i may look emo now, but ive been emo for a looooong time. and it was'nt exactly my choice.
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