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this weekend ended my adolescent life. and im sicking of talking about b.c. it just makes me sadder so if anyone sees me please just hug me and hold me whilei cry b.c. i know we'll never talk and i know that because of that i will never get over this and i know the pain will fade but right now i cant deal with anymorre i told you sos, i dont know what to says, its not your faults, everything happens for a reasons, hes an assholes, guys sucks.
yes i know i deserve the i told you so because im am idiot but thats the last thing i need
dont say anything just be there for me
it is my fault for trusting and believing and letting myself get hurt
people tell me that in everyone of my sucky situations and honestly, nothing but bad has followed
everyone loves him but me. everyone thinks hes a nice guy but me. he loves everyone but me. hes nice to everyone but me.
its one thing to be a guy and its another thing to be human.
so please, just hold me tomorrow, and the next day, and this week,and this weekend, and this month and for however long it takes for me to find closure.
but deep down i know this will never close and the pain will never subside until he speaks; and doubting that will happen only makes it worse.
heres to a gorgeous sweet sixteen where she becomes a woman.
too late dearies; too late.
yes i know i deserve the i told you so because im am idiot but thats the last thing i need
dont say anything just be there for me
it is my fault for trusting and believing and letting myself get hurt
people tell me that in everyone of my sucky situations and honestly, nothing but bad has followed
everyone loves him but me. everyone thinks hes a nice guy but me. he loves everyone but me. hes nice to everyone but me.
its one thing to be a guy and its another thing to be human.
so please, just hold me tomorrow, and the next day, and this week,and this weekend, and this month and for however long it takes for me to find closure.
but deep down i know this will never close and the pain will never subside until he speaks; and doubting that will happen only makes it worse.
heres to a gorgeous sweet sixteen where she becomes a woman.
too late dearies; too late.