mine is mine and i am i. my brain is absolute mush. i had fun with everything i have done and now it seems as though i am paying for it. i don't even remember what i did on the weekend. i am not boasting, nor am i proud, i just feel utterly discusted in my lack of self control. i know, and she knows, that i will not be stopping any time soon.

YOU WERE THE ULTIMATE WASTE OF SPACE. I AM SO FURIOUS AT MYSELF FOR BEING SO BLIND TO YOUR LIES AND DECIPT! I TRUSTED, LOVED AND CARED FOR YOU WHEN YOU NEEDED IT THE MOST, YET YOU WERE KISSING THAT SLUT THEN COMING HOME AND SLEEPING IN OUR GOD DAMN BED! FUCK YOU FOR THIS AND FUCK MY STUPIDITY. THANKS TO YOU A YEAR OF MY LIFE HAS BEEN WASTED.


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and if you're not here, where am i?
and if you don't care why should i?
in a situation of obligation,
where your everything is, and remains nothing to me.


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fuck. I think I care.

he makes me happy,
and he makes me smile.
right now i'd give anything to be anwhere near him.
I love him.

so many thoughts were running through my mind, as i had the most fun i have had in months ( Read more... )

after a couple of months, a PHASE if you like, I have come to realise that some people may be influenced, taken away from us, by someone of some significance to them. love takes people away. sounds romantic, right? yup. it's romantic all right. using, manipulation, selfishness. to this person, who ever the hell you are now, FUCK YOU. fuck you ( Read more... )

live journal is complicated...but i'm getting there.. (that is a lie, I have NO IDEA what the hell i'm doing!) *thumbs up*

Jade.