I contemplate what I would say. In my head it souunds nice but in reality the tears would overwhelm the words. I love you. I dont know if that ever goes away. Every mistake I make plays over and over followed by another night holding a pillow.
She wants to play a game. To bad I’m better.
You should try to find some ammo mine is stocking up.
It isn’t like the movies. The love of your life doesn’t race in on a horse to save the day. You live through hard times. You cry and sit alone with a pillow who knows more about you then your best friend. You see glimpses of light only to be dashed out by water by failure. So if you wanna know what happened to me, get to know me. Don’t assume from the sidelines or whisper obscenities like I don’t have ears. I am hurting enough I do not need anyone to poke my wounds.
"Sure, your phone was hacked, your privacy was invaded and you were exploited but it’s still your fault."
Life in a rape culture, essentially.
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