I'm in a weird situation. I lost something great and I have NO IDEA HOW TO GET IT BACK. I didn't mean to get over emotional about the little things but when they bother me enough to vocalize it, you know, it was starting to add up to something more than a pet peeve. So stating that I'm upset about certain things to someone I'm supposed to care about, and vise versa, is a normal thing right?
Well, not here. Not between those pictured. It severed all ties because of a simple opposition of opinions. I don't get what the fuck happened, but Im sure the other party does know. It's a shame when you are the one left in the dark about something that a person you held dear could probably clear up right quick if he just opened his God damn mouth.
My rant to him: I hope you still sneak on this site. It's your fucking nickname I use to get on here. You broke what little bit of my heart I had left, kid. And to think I was going to finally tell you, "I love you." And that I can't help feeling the way I do. That since it's been said and done, I've been feeling not one sense of relief. If I even think about admitting that I feel that strongly about you, or that I miss exchanging ridiculous messages every day, youd go running and call me crazy, just like every other girl you were ever with. Maybe I'll bake you some cookies and bring them to you. Maybe I'll move to Florida. Maybe I'll say you meant nothing more to me than a friend. But I won't. It's already been done. What I want to do is tell you these things or stop feeling the way I do. Because it's not going to stop until you say SOMETHING to me. You probably could be the biggest asshole to me and say, "I hate you. You were the worst thing to ever happen to me, and Id be more satisfied than you giving me the silent treatment. I hope your mother slapped you when you got home, but she probably didn't because she's a darling and I love her (you tell her that). But you allowed this to happen and I went along with it because I had no idea what to do. I wanted to talk. You wanted to ignore it. I'm willing to make things right but if you're not, I really wouldn't mind you telling me so. And I'll actually have a reason to get over you. Cos then you'd be an asshole.
Okay... venting over. I hate relationships! I hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate them.
Well, not here. Not between those pictured. It severed all ties because of a simple opposition of opinions. I don't get what the fuck happened, but Im sure the other party does know. It's a shame when you are the one left in the dark about something that a person you held dear could probably clear up right quick if he just opened his God damn mouth.
My rant to him: I hope you still sneak on this site. It's your fucking nickname I use to get on here. You broke what little bit of my heart I had left, kid. And to think I was going to finally tell you, "I love you." And that I can't help feeling the way I do. That since it's been said and done, I've been feeling not one sense of relief. If I even think about admitting that I feel that strongly about you, or that I miss exchanging ridiculous messages every day, youd go running and call me crazy, just like every other girl you were ever with. Maybe I'll bake you some cookies and bring them to you. Maybe I'll move to Florida. Maybe I'll say you meant nothing more to me than a friend. But I won't. It's already been done. What I want to do is tell you these things or stop feeling the way I do. Because it's not going to stop until you say SOMETHING to me. You probably could be the biggest asshole to me and say, "I hate you. You were the worst thing to ever happen to me, and Id be more satisfied than you giving me the silent treatment. I hope your mother slapped you when you got home, but she probably didn't because she's a darling and I love her (you tell her that). But you allowed this to happen and I went along with it because I had no idea what to do. I wanted to talk. You wanted to ignore it. I'm willing to make things right but if you're not, I really wouldn't mind you telling me so. And I'll actually have a reason to get over you. Cos then you'd be an asshole.
Okay... venting over. I hate relationships! I hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate them.
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