Here again, here again, jiggity jig
I doubt anyone but Nikki reads this anymore, but I need some venting, so:
I hate hard truths. They come at you when you're vulnerable, shredding some of the stability you've built up between bouts. I hate them even more when you hear them out of your own mouth and go... Hey.. wait a second...
I hate the hard truth that just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.
I hate the hard truth that married men will always be unavailable to you, no matter how they tell you otherwise.
I hate boys that build you up to feeling something, then just let you come crashing back down.
Most of all I hate me for even thinking about any of it, and for being the one to put it my own head. And for sitting back and watching it all come true. In the name of being a good friend. I always put myself after others.
See guys, it's not just you!
Why?
Ugh. I really abhor life as it stands at the moment.
I hate hard truths. They come at you when you're vulnerable, shredding some of the stability you've built up between bouts. I hate them even more when you hear them out of your own mouth and go... Hey.. wait a second...
I hate the hard truth that just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.
I hate the hard truth that married men will always be unavailable to you, no matter how they tell you otherwise.
I hate boys that build you up to feeling something, then just let you come crashing back down.
Most of all I hate me for even thinking about any of it, and for being the one to put it my own head. And for sitting back and watching it all come true. In the name of being a good friend. I always put myself after others.
See guys, it's not just you!
Why?
Ugh. I really abhor life as it stands at the moment.