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Is she the one? Is she? I think she's the one I fell for but apparently, I was wrong...there was a
love triangle. I don't want to get into one again because only two people get to be happy. Well I have to go, I was told you prefer her more than me...so ill try to forget you...not by doing stupid things but by not talking to you.
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What hurts is hurting someone who helped you a lot in something you dream of but in the end you hurt that person because of the things you did. From that very day, no dating, no kissing, nothing. I promised her that because she's the reason why I am where I now. I'm sorry.
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How does one resist the temptation of not cutting themselves, all the stress; studies, parents, life. Not enough sleep, not enough energy...to much taking place things taking place at the same time. The world looks so blur, so tired, can't think. Tears fall because tiredness. The feeling of falling to the ground.
The moment I stepped into my house, I was on the floor, my world shut down...
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Can we just be friends, please...you said so yourself....you'll never leave me.
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There's her and her and a lot more....Jo...where's the self-control
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