the big effs.
the hardest part is not forgiving.
the hardest part is about forgetting.
i understand this
but i can't stand it.
i just can't bring myself to forget it.
I'm staring at the milk that is spilt out of the glass
I don't want to drink the milk
I'm just sour that its out of the glass.
I know its all about control, maturity and understanding.
But each time i think about it, i snap.
There's a part of my heart, a part of me that snaps when i look at you or anything related to you for too long.
Who would understand.
Who cares?
No that doesn't matter actually.
Who would make it go away and make it all better, matters more now.
yeah it just fucking sucks that you are all happily in love
while i have to deal with this shit okay.
i'm a person with feelings too.
grumbles