to hell with you and all your friends.
"wow. sorry i tried. sorry i love you."
dont give me that. dont throw that at me. that only feels like a kick to the stomach. this journal is my ups and downs (so saves the day; well, how appropriate. isn't that what you thought you were doing?) it is never the in betweens. there are no in betweens when it comes to you and me. every entry is a bruise you left on me or a smile i thought i could not erase. and now you are exactly that; what cannot be erased. watch me try. i will try to forget i ever loved you or called you my best friend because it hurts too much realize where all of that went. right out the window, like a burnt out cigarette you were trying to get rid of from leaving the ashes on your jeans. you can't dispose of me that easily. you think you've made it better? oh, sweetheart, this is just the beginning. now i am fueled by the want to do things just to spite you. before, i would have jumped in front of a train for you. now, i am the train and i show no signs of stopping. get out of the way. you can't break me and then think that you can fix me so easily. we are not all perfect pieces of a puzzle like you. some of us will never fit together just right.
sorry i tried? sorry i love you?
ashLyN nnnnn: sorry.i take it in the ass. sorry