“I wish you would fucking make up your mind! One second I’m like one of your best friends, to share all your secrets with, and then the next second; I’m nothing more than a fucking speck of dirt underneath your shoe.. It’s truly sad to see the great person I USED to know disappear and whats left is nothing but a complete and utter fucking asshole.”

You come and go from my life as you please, pulling me in then pushing me further away, constantly. Do you really think that as much as I care about you and as much as I’ve done for you in the last 18months that I won’t finally find the strength to wash my hands clean of you? Because thats what I’m doing! I have done everything I possibly can to try and help you, no matter what the consequences for me might have been, for what? NOTHING, not even a thankyou, you rude bastard! Maybe now that your not going to have me to fall back onto the next time you fuck up, you’ll finally realize how much I cared and how much I’ve done, and would’ve done for you..
I just hope that you learn to appreciate people before you lose everyone who cares about you.. Goodluck kid, your gonna need it. x

I’ve been messed with, let down, and played too many times. I wonder what people think of me too much, and I’m way too judgmental. My heart is big but I have my selfish moments. I love to be in big groups, but I love to be alone. Every song on my ipod has a special memory or a regret behind it. I don’t like going through old pictures because I miss what used to be. I tend to over think things and I trust way too many people. I have the people I’d love to pack up and leave with, and there are some people I wish would just disappear. I don’t cry very often, but when I do I can’t stop. I hate the word goodbye and I wish it didn’t exist. I hate liars, though I lie myself. I have secrets hidden in me that even I don’t know. I’m still finding things out about myself, so don’t be quick to judge.

:/

I’m hoping for the day you meet a girl who treats people like you do. I hope you fall for her, and I hope she makes you think she fell for you too. And while you’re planning your lovely little life together, I hope she gets up and walks right out your front door. I hope you never see her again, never speak to her again and I hope that breaks your fucking heart

There’s always that one person. No matter how many relationships they’ve had, how many times they didn’t respond to your text, how many times they ignored you, how many times they made you feel like you didn’t matter, how many times you sit on the floor crying because of them, or made you feel like shit; no matter how many times you say they don’t matter, deep down, every time that they text you, look at you, give you a hug, even just say your name; your walls break down and you can’t help but be happy. Even if you don’t want to be.