Breathing underwater
END! I won't do it again. No three rounds this time. I'm sick of drama. I'm sick of all this shit. It's over. He wants us to still hang out. I don't know if I can do that. He can't just kiss me and expect everything to be ok. It doesn't work that way. I gotta get out of here. I'm slowly going insane. Like, even though it's over, i mean even while it was happening, I wanted to be gone. I just wanted him to suck it up, say what was really happening, and for it to be done with. He drags everything out. I'm not gonna put up with this shit. The end.
This weekend will be my salvation.
This weekend will be my salvation.