Its sick, twisted and so fucked up. I hate the position I’ve gotten myself into. Its awful because I’m the one who ends up getting hurt. You’ve fed me all your lies, which I believed, and now I have no idea what I’m suposed to do.

You say we should just be friends for a while, what bullshit.

and I found a ton of old letters from my ex boyfriend along with a ton of picture of us together. And I realized while looking at these things I have the hardest time letting things go. And now I’ve been sad pretty much all day.

When I put all my effort into making everyone happy and I’ll literally do  anything to make them happy too, then no one even fucking bothers to do shit for me.

List of things to do:

Call Emily

Have Charley over

Get a pack of cigarettes

Arrange a photoshoot

Fuck shit up