Tuesday, May 31
I’m sorry I constantly want to talk to you. I’m sorry when you take long to reply, I get sad. I’m sorry if I say things that might piss you off. I’m sorry if I come off as annoying. I’m sorry if you don’t wanna talk to me as much as I wanna talk to you. I’m sorry if I think about you too much and too often. I’m sorry if I say things I don’t really mean. I’m sorry if I come off as being clingy, but its just me missing you.
Monday, May 30
If someone wants to walk out of my life, I’ll let them.
No matter how much I like them, if they want to leave, they can leave. I’m not gonna chase after someone that doesn’t want me as much as I want them. That’s pointless. Even if I do convince them to stick around, I know deep down they won’t want to and they won’t be happy. Besides, why would I want someone around that doesn’t wanna be there? I’m not gonna fight for someone that doesn’t appreciate me.
Sunday, May 29
It’s weird, you know? At the end of something that has taken so much time to get over is coming, and you’re so relieved that it’s finally here but still, for some reason, you want to hold on. Just for one more second.
Friday, May 27
It’s like every time we do talk, I end up laugh or smiling. Even if we’re fighting or something over the silliest things, I probably could never take you seriously. You’re cute. The way you talk to me. How you laugh and just the way you are. It’s great, more like amazing. When I talk to you it’s like everything else doesn’t matter. Like I said, I like talking to you, I really do.
Thursday, May 26
People complain that life is unfair. I know it’s true, but I’m actually trying to grasp the concept that life really isn’t fair. Honestly, it’s too fair. We should be grateful we’re not dealt the life we truly deserve. We don’t even know fair. We’ve never even experienced it. People just always want things better than what they have at the moment and they will keep saying it’s not fair until they get it. But if you’re always wanting more, then your “fair” will never come.
Wednesday, May 25
I used to think that when I got older, the world would make so much more sense. But you know what? The older I get, the more confusing it is to me.
The more complicated it is. Harder. You would think we would be getting better at it. But there’s just more and more chaos. The pieces, they’re everywhere.
And nobody knows what to do about it. I find myself grasping, you know that feeling? That feeling when you just want the right thing to fall into the right place, not only because it’s right, but because it would mean that such a thing is still possible?
I want to believe that.
The more complicated it is. Harder. You would think we would be getting better at it. But there’s just more and more chaos. The pieces, they’re everywhere.
And nobody knows what to do about it. I find myself grasping, you know that feeling? That feeling when you just want the right thing to fall into the right place, not only because it’s right, but because it would mean that such a thing is still possible?
I want to believe that.
Before you get involved with me, know this.
I am not perfect.
I have flaws all over.
I do have a past.
You are going to hear bad stories about me.
I’ve made bad decisions & wrong choices.
I’m still going to make mistakes here & there.
I can’t promise you a perfect relationship.
Now, if you still want to be with me, despite me giving you reasons why you shouldn’t be, then, you deserve the best out of me.
I am not perfect.
I have flaws all over.
I do have a past.
You are going to hear bad stories about me.
I’ve made bad decisions & wrong choices.
I’m still going to make mistakes here & there.
I can’t promise you a perfect relationship.
Now, if you still want to be with me, despite me giving you reasons why you shouldn’t be, then, you deserve the best out of me.
Monday, May 23
The beautiful thing about memories is that they are yours. Whether they are good, bad, or indifferent. They belong to you, and no matter where life takes you, your memories tie you to where you’ve been, and to where you are now.
Saturday, May 21
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