you are my sweetest downfall.
I'm probably among one of the most ignorant people you'll come across. not ignorant as in rude, but as in consciously oblivious. I ignore what people try to tell me, argue it to the death, yet I don't even believe it myself. At times I do, but it's hard to try and compare the good against the bad. what outweighs what? do I even care? I let so many things slide, and pretend to hold it against you, but only in my head. I'm battling myself, and for no reason.
It doesn't even make sense. I don't even make sense.
I get dissapointed or let down on a daily basis. and it's like it hardly phases me anymore. I just let everything go because I see what fighting does to people. I hate it. I'm not treated the way I want to be, and I wish I cared. I really don't care about much anymore. I only care about the things & people I shouldn't care about. and I'm the only one to blame. I pick the same situations and same types of people to surround myself with, as if I haven't already learned my lesson. I don't know what the hell my deal is, but it's getting annoying. I just keep getting hurt. it's gotta stop somewhere, but I feel like I don't know how to make it stop. I like lying to myself and getting fake, nonexistent attention. it'saproblem!
I don't care what anyone says, I miss you. you made me feel safe. why do you have to pop in and out? IT'S LIKE YOU KNOW. thanks, jeff dunham<3
I have way too many self image problems, and way too many mirrors. and way too many memories. and way too many reminders. and not enough katiemcl bathroom talks. I fucking hate this. I take everything seriously.
and I seriously know.. that you don't care about me.
It doesn't even make sense. I don't even make sense.
I get dissapointed or let down on a daily basis. and it's like it hardly phases me anymore. I just let everything go because I see what fighting does to people. I hate it. I'm not treated the way I want to be, and I wish I cared. I really don't care about much anymore. I only care about the things & people I shouldn't care about. and I'm the only one to blame. I pick the same situations and same types of people to surround myself with, as if I haven't already learned my lesson. I don't know what the hell my deal is, but it's getting annoying. I just keep getting hurt. it's gotta stop somewhere, but I feel like I don't know how to make it stop. I like lying to myself and getting fake, nonexistent attention. it'saproblem!
I don't care what anyone says, I miss you. you made me feel safe. why do you have to pop in and out? IT'S LIKE YOU KNOW. thanks, jeff dunham<3
I have way too many self image problems, and way too many mirrors. and way too many memories. and way too many reminders. and not enough katiemcl bathroom talks. I fucking hate this. I take everything seriously.
and I seriously know.. that you don't care about me.