once upon a time i was falling in love - & now i'm only falling apart.
i'm sorry i'm so -dramatic-
i don't even know what to do with you anymore. i don't even know if we're really friends anymore. youre hanging on to me like your life depends on it and it's killing me. you won't let me even date anyone else. yet you find yourself not wanting to date me? i'm not some penny-whore. you constantly let me down, disappoint me and are unappreciative of me - and i hate you for that. i hate you for so many things. love isn't enough to keep you around. it's like you'll only let me be happy if i'm with you - but when i'm not, you want me to be miserable. you love listening to how bad things are with another guy. i know you won't ever admit that but i know you better than you think. i just can't stand you anymore. i ask you if you're okay with me going out with andrew. you were fine with it. i asked you if you were okay with me going out with eric. you said you were. you lied. twice. i don't know what your problem is that you can't just tell me the fucking truth the first time. rather than leading me on to think you're totally okay with it, to the point that i even talk to you about how well it's going. but no, secretly you'll backstab everything i say. you'll find a way to make me feel guilty. i wish you would just get over me.
things were going SO FUCKING WELL with eric, yet you had to do your thing and just fuck it up. i don't even know if i want to call you my best friend. you are the reason that i've never had a successful relationship after us.
go ahead and blame me .. blame me for my failed relationships. i don't care because i know you're the reason they've failed. he even told me. he broke up with me because of you and you know it. because you need my attention? you strive to impress me, to win me back. i don't understand why you would do that.. because you have my attention, always. you do impress me and you have won me over. you just haven't done anything about it. you're doing it for .. reasons that you don't even know of.
you're constantly jealous when i get involved with another guy, yet i don't understand why when you don't like me anymore. either you really do and lied.. or i don't even know. right now i just don't even want anything to do with you.
i am honestly so fucking pissed off that things ended with eric because of you. things were going so fucking well & yet you find some way to fuck it up. you just won't fucking let me be happy unless it's with you. and you're being extremely immature and over-protective of me when you don't even have any right to be. we're NOT dating anymore. i can do whatever i want and you can do whatever you want.
just don't go fucking posting in other communities about how shitty i'm making your life because it's the other way around. don't post it so that i sound like a fucking slut because i'm not. just because i've had more relationships than you doesn't make me a bad person, or you a better one. i liked it better in the summer - when you were in quebec and i was here.
don't call me fucking dramatic because you're the one begging for sympathy and attention. get over yourself and get over me. it's evident i'm not even worth your time and you're not worth mine. you only call me when it's convenient for you. well maybe it's not for me, but i still find myself being drowned in your stupid games. call me cliche, but i don't really give a rats ass because i'm so fucking sick of this shit that you're making me put up with.
i don't feel sorry for you. just don't tell your next ex-girlfriend that you're waiting around for her to come back to you, because you're only sending mixed signals. you'll tell her that you want her back whenever she's ready to take you back, yet when she tells you she wants to try again, you tell her you love her but you can't.. and remember that you don't even know why you want her back, and why you don't.
so you can tell your little friend that i'm not worth the drama and that because you've been the reason she's had 2 failed relationships is because you're a complete and inconsiderate asshole. tell him that you don't even want anything to do with her anymore because she wrote some entry completely based on you. based on how you think you've been a good friend, but really haven't. an entry about how you aren't over her, and how you never will be. it's inevitable that you will never let me be me with anyone else. how you only want her to be happy when she's with you, otherwise you'd love to see her miserable, dwelling on how bad she has it with some other guy that isn't you.
that guy will never be you. ever
because i am sick and tired of this. i'm not going to deal with it anymore. you have no respect, consideration, appreciation or love for me. i'm not staying around for this so-called drama because i'm over you.
i don't even know what to do with you anymore. i don't even know if we're really friends anymore. youre hanging on to me like your life depends on it and it's killing me. you won't let me even date anyone else. yet you find yourself not wanting to date me? i'm not some penny-whore. you constantly let me down, disappoint me and are unappreciative of me - and i hate you for that. i hate you for so many things. love isn't enough to keep you around. it's like you'll only let me be happy if i'm with you - but when i'm not, you want me to be miserable. you love listening to how bad things are with another guy. i know you won't ever admit that but i know you better than you think. i just can't stand you anymore. i ask you if you're okay with me going out with andrew. you were fine with it. i asked you if you were okay with me going out with eric. you said you were. you lied. twice. i don't know what your problem is that you can't just tell me the fucking truth the first time. rather than leading me on to think you're totally okay with it, to the point that i even talk to you about how well it's going. but no, secretly you'll backstab everything i say. you'll find a way to make me feel guilty. i wish you would just get over me.
things were going SO FUCKING WELL with eric, yet you had to do your thing and just fuck it up. i don't even know if i want to call you my best friend. you are the reason that i've never had a successful relationship after us.
go ahead and blame me .. blame me for my failed relationships. i don't care because i know you're the reason they've failed. he even told me. he broke up with me because of you and you know it. because you need my attention? you strive to impress me, to win me back. i don't understand why you would do that.. because you have my attention, always. you do impress me and you have won me over. you just haven't done anything about it. you're doing it for .. reasons that you don't even know of.
you're constantly jealous when i get involved with another guy, yet i don't understand why when you don't like me anymore. either you really do and lied.. or i don't even know. right now i just don't even want anything to do with you.
i am honestly so fucking pissed off that things ended with eric because of you. things were going so fucking well & yet you find some way to fuck it up. you just won't fucking let me be happy unless it's with you. and you're being extremely immature and over-protective of me when you don't even have any right to be. we're NOT dating anymore. i can do whatever i want and you can do whatever you want.
just don't go fucking posting in other communities about how shitty i'm making your life because it's the other way around. don't post it so that i sound like a fucking slut because i'm not. just because i've had more relationships than you doesn't make me a bad person, or you a better one. i liked it better in the summer - when you were in quebec and i was here.
don't call me fucking dramatic because you're the one begging for sympathy and attention. get over yourself and get over me. it's evident i'm not even worth your time and you're not worth mine. you only call me when it's convenient for you. well maybe it's not for me, but i still find myself being drowned in your stupid games. call me cliche, but i don't really give a rats ass because i'm so fucking sick of this shit that you're making me put up with.
i don't feel sorry for you. just don't tell your next ex-girlfriend that you're waiting around for her to come back to you, because you're only sending mixed signals. you'll tell her that you want her back whenever she's ready to take you back, yet when she tells you she wants to try again, you tell her you love her but you can't.. and remember that you don't even know why you want her back, and why you don't.
so you can tell your little friend that i'm not worth the drama and that because you've been the reason she's had 2 failed relationships is because you're a complete and inconsiderate asshole. tell him that you don't even want anything to do with her anymore because she wrote some entry completely based on you. based on how you think you've been a good friend, but really haven't. an entry about how you aren't over her, and how you never will be. it's inevitable that you will never let me be me with anyone else. how you only want her to be happy when she's with you, otherwise you'd love to see her miserable, dwelling on how bad she has it with some other guy that isn't you.
that guy will never be you. ever
because i am sick and tired of this. i'm not going to deal with it anymore. you have no respect, consideration, appreciation or love for me. i'm not staying around for this so-called drama because i'm over you.