your name is a dagger.
my friends back home are my soulmates. all of them. they know me. they understand me. and i love them with all my heart. i feel like i'm all alone out here. its lonely on the west coast...
this stupid stupid boy. god he has my heart all twisted up in a knot and it's choking me. he hasn't talked to me... he hasn't acknowledged my presence... and i slept with him for 3 months last year. he would tell me how beautiful i was how he wanted me all to himself... how he wanted to date me. and i didn't take any of it. i broke him i guess. and now we can't even be friends. fuck boys. no. fuck west coast boys.
it's his birthday tomorrow. and my room mates are celebrating with him... WHAT THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WHEN ALL MY BEST FRIENDS ARE GOING TO BE WITH HIM AND I WASN'T INVITED?
all i know is that this would NOT happen at home. yeah... chris and i had some problems but now look at us... we talk 2 times a week and i miss him terribly. even more with this stupid boy drama.
i don't know what to do. i'm not one to just sit here and let shit happen to me... i just want to storm over there and say WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU? but everyone tells me not to do that... should i write him a letter? but then he can just throw it away... i don't know. fuck this shit. i want my grandparents house and turkey and my sisters... i want the chicago wind on my face.
i want out of this 75 degree weather and these shallow relationships. give me that cold front. the frostbite can't hurt as much as this rejection does.
fuck.
this stupid stupid boy. god he has my heart all twisted up in a knot and it's choking me. he hasn't talked to me... he hasn't acknowledged my presence... and i slept with him for 3 months last year. he would tell me how beautiful i was how he wanted me all to himself... how he wanted to date me. and i didn't take any of it. i broke him i guess. and now we can't even be friends. fuck boys. no. fuck west coast boys.
it's his birthday tomorrow. and my room mates are celebrating with him... WHAT THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WHEN ALL MY BEST FRIENDS ARE GOING TO BE WITH HIM AND I WASN'T INVITED?
all i know is that this would NOT happen at home. yeah... chris and i had some problems but now look at us... we talk 2 times a week and i miss him terribly. even more with this stupid boy drama.
i don't know what to do. i'm not one to just sit here and let shit happen to me... i just want to storm over there and say WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU? but everyone tells me not to do that... should i write him a letter? but then he can just throw it away... i don't know. fuck this shit. i want my grandparents house and turkey and my sisters... i want the chicago wind on my face.
i want out of this 75 degree weather and these shallow relationships. give me that cold front. the frostbite can't hurt as much as this rejection does.
fuck.