August 2012
When you’re broken, you forget that there is so much more than you.
I know I fucked up. Stop acting like you haven’t.
I wish I could tell you that I’m sorry. I fucked up. I made a mistake that I wish I could change. I miss you. I miss how close we were. I miss us. I know that this isn’t going to change the fact we’re done. I just wish I could change what went wrong.
Ever had that? Ever received a text message from someone, whether you woke up to it, got it during the day or before you ended your night & you looked at your phone & saw this long message, filled with words that hurt you, that completely changed your mood, that stopped you from breathing & put you in total disbelief? That everything you guys went through just ended by that text message? Crazy how a simple text message can make you feel complicated inside.
If I don’t like you, I will give you an attitude. At times I just don’t give a fuck enough to be my regular happy self. I will act bitchy to stand up for myself if I really have to, because I don’t like being bullshitted all the time. I swear, if someone pisses me off even in the slightest way, I’ll fucking explode.