I shouldn’t have expected anything less. You don’t know how to be a good friend. Probably never will.
I want to hate you but I can’t.
I try so hard to understand you but I can’t. When we talk in person you’re the sweetest guy, but you never have actions to prove it.
You say you wish we were better friends. I tell you to text me sometime.
You say you still feel bad about what happened between us.
You don’t show it.
You say you want to talk about that kiss.
That was two weeks ago.
And you have yet to take 15 minutes out of your day to have a conversation with me.
I can go on and on about the hypocrisy that shadows your every move. But I won’t.
It just makes me think about why things ended in the first place.
It’s not even real life how much I hate my family right now.
WHY do I still get jealous of other girls? I don’t even like you anymore.
I’ll leave the pictures as a friendly reminder of the good times.
It’s important to grow from your experiences.
What’s meant to be will be. If it wont be, it wasn’t meant to.
Everything happens for a reason and all the pieces of the puzzle will come together eventually.
It’s not that I wasn’t good enough, it’s that there is someone better fitted for him than I was. And there’s someone better fitted for me too.
“everything happens for a reason, i had to believe it, cause that would explain why they leave us” -asher roth i love you
Kill ‘Em With Kindness
One thing I pride myself off of is that I am the most trustworthy person I know.