- Mood:
Humiliated - Listening to: Uri Jinan- Clazziquai
- Reading: nothing
- Watching: nothingg
- Playing: Music
- Eating: nothing
- Drinking: nothing
Please don't...look at me...please please pleasee don't....I can't face you, not like this...I'm so pathetic and ashamed. Why did I even say that....lies, glamor, for what fucking damn reason? For people I don't even know on the internet?! You said you thought it was funny...but why..'funny'? What was so fucking funny about it!? something like that...no you're lying, you think I'm a freak and I know it. You won't tell will you?...
SHUT YOUR MOUTH! Just shut the hell up! I know you, you can't keep a secret for long.
When we were younger, I said I didn't like you that way. I really meant it....but when you started telling me you loved me...it made me feel pretty. Why would you purposely play with my emotions like that? Maybe you didn't know..but it really hurt when you dated that girl. I tried to tell myself it's for the better, he's happy, I'm happy. It didn't last long because I bawled my eyes out afterward. You stopped saying I love you, I felt uglier than before. But when you finally said it again, I was so happy. You would flirt for a while, couple of weeks, then stop in your tracks, then start up again. Whether you were aware of that, I'll never know. You rarely do it anymore. I'm quietly getting over the feeling, it's fading away, I'm not stopping it. I actually don't want to like you. I don't even know why. You're a big ass. Don't say you aren't. Why does everyone think you're perfect? You're two faced, you make fun of ugly people, you know you're cute, and you know you could easily have a girl friend just like that. Why would anyone like someone like that?...Why do I...when you say 'I love you' I forget about all the bad things about you. I feel so stupid. Do you truly mean you love me? When you say you're going to marry me, do you honestly want to? Or are you just saying this to mess with me? Is this all a big joke to you? Just stop, don't joke about stuff like that.
I'm afraid of the feeling. I'm so awkward. I'll never talk to you the same way, I'll always remember what you found. You'll always think of me as the weird girl. Not as your best friend anymore. Not even your 'Asian'.
If you find me again, I pray to God you don't read. So much has been said in this short journal. I poured too much emotion. Knowing you, you'd probably think 'wow she's so weird!' while reading this.
I'm just being dramatic. Once more, fuck life, fuck it so hard.
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What your eyes cannot see, your mind can~ ~adeleane
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Does that mean we dreamt the same dream?
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What your eyes cannot see, your mind can~ ~adeleane
xDDD
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er, about thaaat.
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Does that mean we dreamt the same dream?
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er, about thaaat.
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We've become so dependent on our eyes
that we've forgotten that some view it in
e t e r n a l ♠ d a r k n e s s
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Does that mean we dreamt the same dream?
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We've become so dependent on our eyes
that we've forgotten that some view it in
e t e r n a l ♠ d a r k n e s s
I'll probably update it in like, 3 months from now. You just never know with me xD
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Does that mean we dreamt the same dream?
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