To Tell You The Truth I Prefer The Worst Of You

ive concluded that the throbbing pain in my head is the words just aching to get out.
as predicted, he did exactly to her what he did to me.
back when he really didn't care.
is it bad that i find this slightly hilarious?
or even worse, comforting?

oh, but another little girl will take your mind off all that.
did you forget that i have a little crazy in me too..
anyway you do what you want.
and i'll do the same.
it may not be what you want
but frankly im a little over caring what you want.
you do that well enough for all of us.

fuck you and everything about you you won't let me have.
could have been perfect for all of us.

how did this all turn into all the things i need to say to him but can never find the words.
its probably just because i still turn into marshmallow when i feel his eyes on me.

i've been living highschool all over these past few days.
i thought i missed it all, but maybe it's too late.
somethings you can't get back.