Fuck presumptuous closeminded ex's out to break your heart.
It astounds me just how much effort a person might go to in order to make me feel like shit. Every concious effort i make in a day is to make someone happy... give someone something positive... nomatter who that person may be or what they have done or i feel they have done to me in the past. I never want to hurt someone.
I hope i am not so horrible a person as my ex bf brian has told me i am just today. It really sucks to have the one person you regret having dated but still tried to be friends with, turn around and tell you out of the blue that you are a drug addict, a statistic, going nowhere, will marry "the first guy to come along willing to put up with your emotional baggage" to end up living off the government and eventually get devorced and live alone or die.
Is this what you see for me?
I see myself here... still attending a top ten university dispite much disadvantage... keeping a good job. In a loving relationship with a most amazing person... having the love and support of many wonderful friends all of wich think of me as an amazing person and tell me so... and trying my damnedest to overcome my "emotional baggage" for the sake of the rest of my life.
I am a success... i have made good with what i was handed. Im not saying im on top of the world, but im going somewhere for sure. FUCK BRIAN! and all his hurtfull words. he doesnt know me. i know me.
I just wish he couldnt make me so fucking upset.
I hope i am not so horrible a person as my ex bf brian has told me i am just today. It really sucks to have the one person you regret having dated but still tried to be friends with, turn around and tell you out of the blue that you are a drug addict, a statistic, going nowhere, will marry "the first guy to come along willing to put up with your emotional baggage" to end up living off the government and eventually get devorced and live alone or die.
Is this what you see for me?
I see myself here... still attending a top ten university dispite much disadvantage... keeping a good job. In a loving relationship with a most amazing person... having the love and support of many wonderful friends all of wich think of me as an amazing person and tell me so... and trying my damnedest to overcome my "emotional baggage" for the sake of the rest of my life.
I am a success... i have made good with what i was handed. Im not saying im on top of the world, but im going somewhere for sure. FUCK BRIAN! and all his hurtfull words. he doesnt know me. i know me.
I just wish he couldnt make me so fucking upset.