FUCK YOU! I JUST WANT YOU TO TALK TO ME FOR EVEN A MINUTE. I WISH YOU HAD THE DECENCY TO TELL ME INSTEAD OF SEEING THE NEWS ON FB LIKE EVERYONE ELSE THAT DOESNT MATTER!
I’m going to warped on saturday and if you reblog this i’ll write your url down and throw it at the crowd, leave it in a porta potty or just give it to someone, maybe a band member idk
LIKES DON’T COUNT
ENDS ON FRIDAY
THIS IS REALLY FUCKING COOL
I hope whoever finds mine messages me and tells me that they found me from it.
I wish people would stop congratulating you.
Not long ago we were making fun of the person you’ve become.
19, no college degree, maybe a shitty job sometimes, and a baby on the way.
So fucking cute it makes me want to gouge my eyes out.
I just wish I could have found out another way.. or maybe not at all.
We were together almost 3 years! You’ve been with her for like 5 months at most.
You’re having a baby?
A fucking child?
I remember how happy you got that time I really thought I was pregnant. I was crying so hard on your chest, but you just kept telling me it would be okay and our baby would be beautiful like me but I said it would be beautiful like you and you even kissed my stomach like it was there.
I never wanted kids.
Ever. I threatened to kill myself before I had a baby, but you said you would keep me safe from myself.
I also remember you saying you decided you didn’t want kids, though. You always said if we ever broke up you would go all the way to guys only instead of both and wouldn’t ever have kids.
I took comfort in that thought.
I wish so badly that I could say “I just want you to be happy” but I don’t.
I want you to be happy with me.
I want what we planned for ourselves on those many times you held me in your arms in your room where nothing from the outside world could influence our thoughts no matter how crazy, young, and foolish they were.
I miss you.
Im sorry I am so crazy.
You always knew I was.
You made mistakes. I made mistakes.
When all is said and done I just miss how nice you were and understanding and all of the things I took for granted.
I just hope I hear from you again someday.
Idk if I could handle the truth that you don’t or never have loved me like I am so in love with you still.
After all this time.