it's simple, really:

you lied... AGAIN. you didnt fuck her. or, you told keith you didnt, which means you lied to one or the other of us and i'm betting it wasnt keith. so fuck you. i'm sick of playing this game. show me respect or fuck off and die.

Somewhere a seed falls to the ground ( Read more... )

i'm done playing these games. he can say he does what he does because he doesnt want to hurt people and he doesnt want to get hurt or whatever the fuck it is he thinks and says, but the truth is, he's an idiot and a child and a glutton for punishment and he hurts himself and those around him over and over because he's a fucking stoubborn bastard ( Read more... )

Doubt thou, that the stars are fire ( Read more... )

so we talked. in the end this is somehow my fault, for wanting more for him. for getting upset when he blew me off, lied to me, with held information ( Read more... )

so i said actions speak louder than words. they do. and i cant keep playing these games anymore. i cant keep hoping that he'll come to his senses, i cant keep hoping that he'll realise that i'm not asking for much to change. just that he say out loud, "hey, i care enough about this girl that i'm not going to mess around with other girls." he doesnt ( Read more... )

They say, "ride it out, sierra." and i try ( Read more... )

listening to aroah and typing away reminds me too much of columbus. I miss it so and i wonder every day if it misses me. it was a whole other world then. sure, my love life was still sucky/non existant, but everything else was so perfect ( Read more... )

i have 12 hours to think to myself at work... this is a bad thing. I have analysed and over analysed every aspect of my life as of late ( Read more... )

1,000 dollars says he nails someone by work on wednesday, if he isnt right now ( Read more... )