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I am definately not thinking clearly. My thoughts are clouded with images of what could be, but won't be (Whit this is the pessimistic side of me). I'm sorry, but blah. Blah is the only way to describe it. :-\ Don't ya just hate the feeling of not knowing something, I know I do. I would much rather have everything layed out on the table. Good, bad, happy, and sad. I hate how one little thing can fill me with memories. Memories of what were...memories that hurt me. I swear I say that I am over it but I'm not. Especially when you fucking try talking to me again. I cannot stand you for that. You hurt me once, i can't stand to be hurt one more time. oh man. you have no idea you're doing this to me because you never see me when we talk. The only thing in your head is the new girl. The one your with now...how long did the previous girl last. Longer than me? Shorter than me? Was she a better kisser? Probably. I just wanna know if my face ever goes through your head while you're with her...do you ever feel guilty for treating me the way you did? I hope you do...I hope you wish you had me back. You have no idea what you lost...it sucks for you. It really does.
*Right now, I hear sirens in my neighborhood...*
What is the deal with the pain we as people live with today? Why do we all have to be so anylitical about every little detail? Maybe it's just girls and smart/sensitive guys. I hope so. I hope other people think like me.
I'm just not gonna worry about this anymore tonight. It is 2:04 in the morning...I am sick of it. I am done with all of it and you!
*Right now, I hear sirens in my neighborhood...*
What is the deal with the pain we as people live with today? Why do we all have to be so anylitical about every little detail? Maybe it's just girls and smart/sensitive guys. I hope so. I hope other people think like me.
I'm just not gonna worry about this anymore tonight. It is 2:04 in the morning...I am sick of it. I am done with all of it and you!