If you could only see what love has made of me
I hate that I am online purely to see if you emailed me.I know you didn't. It kills me that you don't care. I am fighting myself on whether to email you or not. I won't I have to keep some dignity. I hate myself for still loving you. I hate myself for filling the void. I hate everything about this situation. I am not happy unless I leave things open. I am always opening cans of worms I shoudln't then acting like I don't understand why Jimbo sends me text messages about coming in my face. Fuck I need to change my life. I need to stop living in the past. Wow i never really cried about you until now. Maybe I am worthless. It has been proven that I am dispensible....I can be ignored without a second thought. Discarded. Do any of you ever think about MY feelings? Newsflash: I HAVE FEELINGS! I CRY AND GET MAD AND YELL AND HURT! Fuck all of you.