And so it goes again...another harsh ranting begins
Somewhere along the way...you stopped thinking about me and started thinking for yourself. Not that i minded it...in fact i encouraged it..but seriously...after awhile...you started thinking ALL for yourself. What the hell happened to me? I became something of a title at the back of your mind goin "Yea...i'm Sean...your boyfriend...yes...the tall guy". What do you mean you don't have enough time and you're tired? You obviously are totally game with going out with your dota friends till like 4 in the morning...so i don't see why we couldn't have a normal date...When i made the effort to go to your house? Sure you would stop playing DotA...then what? Sleep. Yes. Sleep for the whole duration i was at your house. Why? Coz you were tired from playing DotA. Freedom? I don't see any signs of me hindering your freedom...Unfortunately you were having too much of it to remember that i was supposed to matter to you. Yes...the title boyfriend does indeed ring a bell of importance to most people, but not all. And honestly...you know saying sorry just doesn't cut it..and i remember your sms saying "it sucks that i hurt you so bad that you're so scared of it now. don't worry, i promise i'll make it up to you". Simply hollow. What's even worse is if you didn't even mean it when you sent that msg.
I'm really angry about the way you treated me. Know that.
There you go...my two cents. Feel so much better to get it off my chest.
-PEACE...out...fuck yea
I'm really angry about the way you treated me. Know that.
There you go...my two cents. Feel so much better to get it off my chest.
-PEACE...out...fuck yea

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