Oh, darling. You thought you could just wake up one morning and they’d be your knight and shining armor? Did you believe the song spilling from their mouth, because they said they only sang it for you? Oh, so, gullible. This may be a dumb question, but how long did it take for you to realize it was the same snake, dressed in different … Read More Knight.
As I lay here, reviewing and recovering from the night I just endured, I know few things to be true: 1. I have basic human rights and because of those rights I am entitled to let go and cut off any person who violates them. 2. I regret you. I learned nothing from you. I only learned about myself. You’re scum. The toxicity of … Read More Truths
Would it not be the most hilarious thing, if you tricked everyone into thinking you liked me? Including myself?! Ha! Can you imagine? And wouldn’t it be even funnier if you tricked yourself into believing you felt nothing for me? Gosh. What a good save that was. (Because, god forbid you fell for the one thing that wasn’t safe). Ugh.. Tell me about it. … Read More Day 1
I remember this day a couple years ago. Do _ _ _? I remember how incredibly head over heels I thought I was. I remember that I would have done absolutely anything for _ _ _. I remember what I was wearing, and what I thought. I remember what I felt and the song that was playing. I remember what we did and how … Read More
You call me and you think I won’t write about you? Of course I will. You call me and every line is déjà vu. I bet you have a script, don’t you? A script that you tell over and over to all the girls you bury alive. I’m sure. You call me and I hear your voice and there are no butterflies, no sunlight, … Read More Six Months
I realize now that… I’ll always text you first. I’ll want to cry when I hear this really stupid song that reminds me of you. I will never see you. I’ll miss you. I would have always cared about you so much more than you were ever willing to let yourself care for me. I will never be the one you pick. I will … Read More 1/29/15
They’re back. I turned them off for months and I think they’re back. I think they’re back because I find myself unable to sleep, thinking about you. I cry again. Real human tears. And then I feel things, terrible human things. When this happens I just want to turn it all off again. Make everything stop. Stop feeling. Stop hurting. Stop being, here. I’m … Read More So, over.