If you really wanted me back, you would've done something about it. If you really had cared about me, you would've stopped doing what caused everything in the first place. If you really gave a damn, you would've showed it. Not just to me.

But at least now I know. Doesn't make me feel any better.

 If you really wanted me back, you would've done something about it. If you really had cared about me, you would've stopped doing what caused everything in the first place. If you really gave a damn. But at least now I know.

Doesn't make me feel any better.

 You will never stop. Enough with the acting innocent. I hate you I hate you I hate you.

You broke my heart first.

I love the way you assume this isn't hurting me. I love the way you suck up, the way you bend to please people. People who you apparently value more in your life than someone you whom you claim is your whole world. I love how you don't have any sense of loyalty to me, and all the massive things you say in private mean nothing once someone you want ( Read more... )

Wow, thanks a lot, douchebag. Well you know what? This time I won't tell you I'm angry, oh no. Hell I'm not just angry, I'm fucking infuriated. But it's okay. I won't let it out on you, you won't have a clue. I hope it happens again so that the anger builds up and lets me be the cold-hearted bitch I should've been a long time ago. You can't even do ( Read more... )

 I wish guys knew what it was like to be a girl.

I hate all this 'setting-up' crap. How menial. And gone are the days where managing to get a tiled Fire Faerie image as the page background meant I was the shit. (Yeah, the one from Neopets.)

Don't worry, I shall soon code in my intended gaudy overly floral background so that all of you feel welcome and homesy. And by 'all of you', I mean myself ( Read more... )