Tomorrow I'll be begging you to come home.
Saturday, February 25, 2012
10:00 PM
I'm not angry, I'm hurt. I'm not sad, I'm jealous.
Bleh. I miss you. But why you gotta be so mean? Some things I'll never forget. One does not simply stop caring for someone he loves.
Yeah I'm supposed to think before I speak, but this has gone too far. You give it all away like you want nothing to do with me. You spread stuff about me and leave me speechless. You told me that like it was nothing to you.
Ohwell. Just realised I didn't try to rephrase this to be less explicit. I don't know.
Stop toying with me.