I'm DoneAlright I cave, There is nothing you can do to save Whatever you thought we had. You keep making me mad And it’s making me sad, But I’m giving up on you Hoping I can keep pushing through.I'm Done
This psychological warfare Is making me pull out my hair Over wondering if you even care First you push me away
Then you do something to make me want to stay.
So which is it; Do you want me to sit Or just get?
Maybe this was just another hopeless cause That I always get myself into I thought it was evident that you different.
ParadoxI've had a rough day, because you decided to stay away hide what I have to say.Paradox
You really do get it! Shit, I just want you to sit for a while would make me smile.
I run to you when I feel blue but all you do is stay silent.
History is repating eating away at me. Now I finally see what this becoming absolutely nothing
What's a "friendship" when you decide to jump ship when times get hard?
This is a paradox I am in. whether to toss you in a bin and never speak t
One Year LaterOne year later, The scars still remain. One year later, The tears still fall. One year later, Memories of "Story-time"One Year Later
Flow through me. One year later,
I still doubt that you're gone. One year later, I still have a few regrets. One year later, There are still many questions with no answers. And one year later, I am still missing you.
Butterfly EffectThere are many days I’d like to take back or do-over, but one stands out right now especially in the aftermath of this tragedy. The sad thing is now I’m too late; and now he’s never coming back! Let me back up and explain myself. My friend John – we never call him that though…to all of us he was Kazu– and I began to talk with each other during second hour after I dropped Spanish IV. We nicknamed it “Story time.” During “Story time”, we would usually share what was on our minds. For him, it was girls, and I would be there, listening and giving advice to aid his situation. Sometimes when I got tButterfly Effect
Tragic BeautyI gave myself willingly Knowing you'd get me anyway I should have never given up I should have run awayTragic Beauty
But I couldn't resists your eyes Your voice of black velet rose Even your smell still lingers around I resist the urge to make me go
Back to you is the last place I'd want to be right now But I still can forget you Not this second, anyhow
I still have the scars From my last escape But I'm here all the same My hands bound by tape
The bruises nearly faded For new ones to appear I hate you so much But lo
Update
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so I am currently chillin' at my home in CO. I'm taking a Gen Psych class online this summer and trying to spend one last summer with a few of my really close friends that maybe in branches of the armed forces this time next year.
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Good news!
Hopefully I will have a few chs posted before I head back to College and start getting busy again..
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Seeing as rejection causes me not to sleep...I am going to be on a dating hiaetus (I know I can't spell...) for a long period of time. I'm am FUCKING SICK & TIRED of GETTING HURT!!!!!!
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