I couldn’t treat you right. And now your gone. You’d rather talk to/be with someone else while I fight and cry over you instead of be with me and work things out. I can’t just run away to Fredrick, for no distance I could ever run would ever be enough to escape this torment. It sucks so much to see the stuff about us you still have on Tumblr but then see all the stuff about him you post everywhere else, but then you tell me you don’t like him as much as you said you did today. You’re doing nothing but toying with my feelings. That’s not fair. I know I’ve done a lot of unfair things to you, but I would never do this.
I don’t want to live anymore, So I don’t have intentions of doing so. I can’t go back in time to fix our problems, all I can do is dream that I did fix things. So I want to go to sleep to have the dream forever. This isn’t a post for you to see and feel sorry for me, because I beleive by the time you actually see this I’ll be gone.
Just know I love you. I am sorry for everything I’ve done and if I had been given the chance, I promise I would have been different and everything would be okay. I wouldn’t care about taking you places, I wouldn’t lose my patience, I’d spend every second of time with you that I could.
But I guess we’ll never know what that would have been like. I love you. You’re perfect. Don’t ever change. Goodbye world. Goodbye my love.
We’ve reached a new level of poor. We can’t even afford enough bags to separate the parts of my lunch.
Step one initiated