I just... Goddamn it. This wasn't supposed to happen. I want the things I was promised. I want a letter. I want my explanation. It would be easier to accept that it's over if I knew why it was over.
Goddamn it Mike. I fucking love you. This is not something that I like doing. I don't like being petty, deleting your pictures on facebook, defriending you, pretending that everything is fucking fine when it's not. It hasn't been okay in a long time.
I hate myself. Fuck I hate myself. Why do I do this? Why do I keep fucking doing this?
Fuck.
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