I could move away and literally no one would notice or care.
I don’t talk to my old friends anymore. I feel like if I did move, they would just shrug their shoulders like it’s no big deal.
I guess I’ve become so desensitized over the past two years that I have no idea what it feels like to be missed, or loved, or to cause someone pain because they care about me and don’t want me to leave them. That’s why I feel like I can just up and leave.
I’m not going to bother moving out on my own now. Maybe in a year, if him and I are still together, we’ll move away.
Pittsburgh was a nice place. I liked it when I went there, and he went to school there.
I loved England, but I’m deathly afraid of flying.
Maybe I’ll be okay with it by then.
you`re fucking kidding me
AMERICAN NINJA WARIOR
A STREAKER CUT THE ACTUAL CONTESTANT OFF AND BLEW THROUGH IT LIKE HE’S SONIC THE FUCKING HEDGEHOG WHAT THE FUCK
It makes me sad that no one ever misses me after a break-up.
Yet every new relationship I start, there’s always an ex girlfriend or someone going out of their way to make this known to the person I start dating. And its always the same thing. “I miss you,” “I’m sorry,” “you cross my mind all the time.”
Why does this happen every time? I always end up feeling inadequate; of course I would. They have history together, its only been 2 months for us.
Why does this never happen with me? Am I just a bad girlfriend or something? Things always get messed up.
I don’t know what I’m doing wrong.
Why doesn’t anyone ever miss me?
Over thinking is my downfall. I worry so much because I end up caring about people so much.
Why am I so messed up?
I hope everything is okay with you. It felt like you were in a weird mood today, like you weren’t here, or bored and wanted to be elsewhere.
I hope I still make you happy.
I wish I wasn’t so paranoid.
I wish the five different people I’ve dated didn’t hurt me and make me this way.
I wish the last one didn’t hurt me so badly.
I wish I had someone to talk to.
I wish I had close friends.
I wish I had time for friends.
I wish I wasn’t so tired all the time.
I wish this weekend would come faster so we can go camping.
I hope your mom doesn’t make me a cake because I’ll feel bad.
I wish I didn’t work so much.
I wish loans didn’t exist.
I wish I had my own place.
I hate women. I fucking hate them.
And I’m never missed. Its never me.
Its always the person I’m with.
I wish they didn’t drink and party all the time. I think they do, but I guess I wouldn’t really know since I don’t talk to them or see them much anymore. I hope they’re all happy with how their lives are going though. I wish I could restore a friendship with Tyler somehow, but I don’t even think it’s worth it when he’s just going to move away and when both of us don’t need to have each other in our lives anyway. It would just be..weird. I don’t like hating people, its impossible for me to hold grudges. But things like that take me a long time to be okay with. It’s hard for me to look at someone and be okay with knowing that they didn’t treat me right. There’s no point in being friends, really, we all take different paths in life. If I could go back, I would choose not to be with h had a known that this kind of thing would happen.
But oh well, I suppose.