February 2012
104 posts
The last time I talk about you....
I am so angry at you for the way you make me feel. I was never good enough for you was I? I was brave enough to tell you how I felt and you walked away. What kind of a cowered walks away? I know with everything I have that you felt the same way about me too. I lay in my bed every single fucking night angry at you, angry at me too. I am so mad at the way you make me look at myself. I want to be...
