December 2009
4 posts
Sorry.
I’m not choosing sides. You are both family.
PLEASE,
neither of you, hate me. dont.
I have enough shit going on, And I dont need more,
Especially with the 2 people, That I see the most right now.
It's Getting Too Much.
Seriously. You need to stop. She has cried. Yeah, shes made you cry too, But calling her; slut, whore and bitch?
It’s jealousy.
Shouldnt he be able to speak to whoever he wants? It’s the only way he’ll actually know, That he is able to like you, And still talk to her.
She talks to other guys. So do you. I do too. But, it’s getting abit over the top.
She’s made her...
Sick of the lies.
Rain.
The rain was flicking up on our legs; as we ran down the streets getting soaked.
The only thing I could think about was him.
I wanted to stay in the middle of the road, holding my head up high in the rain.
We needed to get home, it was late.
The lightening was bright. We Both Thought It Was Cool.
I just want to talk to him. But, I cant.
x