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well its not really getting deleted. I’m just never gonna use it. this will be my last post.
yeah but she doesn’t love me so i’m gonna do whatever i have to do to get rid of the emotions i have for her.
seriously. i almost died tonight.
(Source: smileforxstine, via jperks)
i love you so much jill <3 thank you for always being there for me, it means a lot (:
thank you, i hope i can too. <3
no you don’t. no one does. thank you though.
Wow. I don’t even know what to say. I honestly don’t. You know the feeling you get when you jump in a pool and accidentally swallow water and you feel like you’re drowning… Yeah that’s how I feel right now. I feel like I’m drowning, drowning in my emotions, my love for you. Love that has me completely mind fucked, bawling my eyes out at this very moment, and for the past hour, it had me sitting 30 minutes away from campus wanting to kill myself, cause it has literally driven me crazy. Me being the idiot that I am, thinking you actually wanted to be with me again. Thinking that we could actually work, thinking that you actually still loved me. I understand I’m the reason we’re not together right now, I I know that I’ve fucked up plenty of times, and that you deserve better. I realize that I’m a piece of shit, and that you think nothing of me. Thats fine, I don’t care. But seriously, the fact that you “fell in love” with someone else after a month of our break up surprises me. Seeing how you told me that you creeped on my tumblr, twitter and whatever else since our break up. Which seems like complete bullshit to me cause if you were actually creeping on my shit you would know that 90% of my post are about how much I FUCKING LOVE YOU. & I still do. Even after what I heard today. Even after the fact that you broke my heart a couple hours ago when you told me that you were in love with someone else. Even after the fact that you told me that I’m going no where in life, and that I’ve disappointed you with my decisions. Fuck it, even if you were text me now saying that you wanted me back I would take you back in a second. Like I said I know that I’ve fucked up before, but still, I don’t deserve this. I don’t need you to come back into my life whenever I’m happy. I broke up with Mallory cause of you, cause you told me that we could make it work. I did it for you. She was the perfect girl for me and I threw all of that away cause I’m crazy in love with you. And now you come back again, I’m fucking happy at college, everything’s going alright, and you bring my hopes back up and then just leave me again.
I can’t deal with this anymore. Sonia, if you’re reading this, please just delete my number, unfollow me on this, twitter, block me on Facebook. I don’t know, just please stop talking to me. Please, just pretend you never met me, pretend I’m dead. Forget about our memories, and all the plans we made for our future. I haven’t cried this fucking hard in like a fucking year. Seriously, Sonia, do me this one last favor and just forget about me.
Now have a great life, and I wish you the best. I love you and I hope you find someone that will actually make you happy. Goodbye.
& PLEASE, I DON’T WANT ANY OF YOU TO THINK THAT SHE’S THE BAD GUY IN THE SITUATION. SHE’S AN AMAZING GIRL. SHE’S PERFECT. SO DON’T GIVE HER ANY SHIT.
FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU.
I’M SO DONE WITH EVERYTHING. FUCK YOU.
:”( WOW… Didn’t expect that one. Now there’s no way in hell I’m gonna be able to finish all y work tonight. Fuck this. Fuck you. Fuck everything. I won’t be able to help you with that problem. I can’t believe you actually texted me to tell me that. Are you fucking serious? I’m so done with everything right now.
