(no subject)
I'm leaving this public, because I want you to be able to read it. And once I'm done typing this entry, you will no longer be able to read my thoughts. After a while, I might even take this entry down. Maybe I'll lift this moratorium once I'm slightly less angry and a hell of a lot less hurt, but who knows?
You're right. 12 weeks is a long time, but you know what? I'm willing to do what I have to do.
Live your life. Don't worry about mine. Graduate from Southern and get out of my life forever.
I will love you for the rest of my life, but at this moment in time, I hate everything that you are.
This is the last I will speak to you in any way until I'm ready. I hope you're happy.
You're right. 12 weeks is a long time, but you know what? I'm willing to do what I have to do.
Live your life. Don't worry about mine. Graduate from Southern and get out of my life forever.
I will love you for the rest of my life, but at this moment in time, I hate everything that you are.
This is the last I will speak to you in any way until I'm ready. I hope you're happy.