All I can do is smoke cigarettes. Watch movies. Buy Kleenex. Think about eating. Hold my stomach. Cry in the shower. Cry in my bed. Shake my head. Cave and message you, again. Pretend to be okay. Get drunk. Talk to strangers. Try not to think of you. I always think of you. Wish yoh were here. Remember the memories. Try to remember to forget. Keep telling myself you don't love me. You don't love me. You don't love me.
i wake up every morning at around 2 am it sounds cliche but it alway hits me im here while shes with him sometimes it takes over the thought of what we had i never knew these emotions so well angry, confused and sad it sounds a little childish but i do wish him the worst i know that i dont mean it but, i really want him to hurt sometimes i feel resentment sometimes i feel sympathy but really all i wanna know is how could he do this to me i don't mean to sound conceded i don't mean to sound stuck up but really all i did was try to make him happy he said i was, then said i wasn't enough how can someone do that how can someone so quickly change then i think he didn't i just saw the image, that he chose to portray what i saw was distorted he showed me fakeness, that i didn't see through he made me believe he was a good person i still get angry at myself, for questioning whether its true ive never been so betrayed someone i dont think ive ever been this hurt but i think...
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