She get's popular, i'm no more.
Soooo many people are going to think this is them. Your all wrong. If I get bitched at i'm going to be pissed.
I gave him/her every bit of confidence I could, most of what he/she has today is from me, he/she never believed me in the beginning. Now that he/she has friends, a guy, a life...i'm no more, i'm the old friend that he/she kind of talks to when noone else is online.
If This is a Girl:
I still hold on, don't know why, but I do, we had our thing, was'nt much, did'nt have to be. We both knew it was enough. She misses it, I miss it, so why does'nt he/she come running back to me? I don't have any feelings for her like that, I just want her to mean as much to me as I did to her "then.
If This is a Boy:
He and I were inseperatable, brothers, blood brothers, one girl, bye to that. Not the girls fault, not all my fault, not all his. Just time for us to stop. It was enough I guess, am I addicted to these people? What for, I can be friends with any kind of people I choose, so why do I run back to "them"? He was just a bad influence I guess.-end
Haha, it was sad, when it ended, of course, have you ever heard of a happy ending to these things. Like poison, it slowly drains me then I die, I give in to writing it in here. Wonder why this helps so much, they say that drugs are bad, if I went through what I did without livejournal, I would never heal.
I donno, oh and by the way this is'nt a sad entry, just a reflective one. Shows you how people can be when they get popular. Of sorts. Sickess joke I know.
I gave him/her every bit of confidence I could, most of what he/she has today is from me, he/she never believed me in the beginning. Now that he/she has friends, a guy, a life...i'm no more, i'm the old friend that he/she kind of talks to when noone else is online.
If This is a Girl:
I still hold on, don't know why, but I do, we had our thing, was'nt much, did'nt have to be. We both knew it was enough. She misses it, I miss it, so why does'nt he/she come running back to me? I don't have any feelings for her like that, I just want her to mean as much to me as I did to her "then.
If This is a Boy:
He and I were inseperatable, brothers, blood brothers, one girl, bye to that. Not the girls fault, not all my fault, not all his. Just time for us to stop. It was enough I guess, am I addicted to these people? What for, I can be friends with any kind of people I choose, so why do I run back to "them"? He was just a bad influence I guess.-end
Haha, it was sad, when it ended, of course, have you ever heard of a happy ending to these things. Like poison, it slowly drains me then I die, I give in to writing it in here. Wonder why this helps so much, they say that drugs are bad, if I went through what I did without livejournal, I would never heal.
I donno, oh and by the way this is'nt a sad entry, just a reflective one. Shows you how people can be when they get popular. Of sorts. Sickess joke I know.