i guess some people think it's ok to mess up other's lives how could one stupid rumor ruin so much? because now i've heard it all. there is a certain point where people break and i don't think we should push it any further.
i know who's really there for me and i know who i believe enough said.
i guess i deserve everything i get. to think i actually trusted someone. to think i actually allowed myself to have feelings. well now i know better. i'll keep to myself from now on. it was dumb of me to think it'd be different. how do people live with themselves?
why do i keep assuming the worst? why am i so jealous? why can i never seem to say how upset that makes me feel? why do i ignore my jealousy and pretend it's not there? why do i turn silent? why am i so annoying? why can't i get away from my own scary thoughts? why do i have such a problem with trust?