Bitches always say “forgive but I don’t forget”
Lately, I’ve been down with the forgetting portion. I’m tired of dwelling on the pain some people have caused me. I want to genuinely be over it and move forward with my life.
Just those that will, but later. Have you asked yourself,”What happens after?” I mean, after you’ve lost everything. After you’ve been left with no options, no way-out, no going back. What it feels like when your dreams are taken away from you? When your hopes turn to dust. When you realize that this is not how it supposed to be, but that is exactly how it is going to be whether we like it or not. You might, and it’s a great possibility that you will end up disappointed. Your hopes shattered to pieces with a feeling that you’re worthless. But, after some time you know what will you do? You’ll get up, pick up the broken pieces and fight again for your dream. Because, my friend, that’s what we do. We never learn & we never give up.
And everybody keeps asking me “What happened!?” surprised guys? me too… it’s been a couple months now and a big piece of my day is gone now. he became part of my daily routine. it’s like trying to take eating a meal out of your daily routine. aha, but forreal, if you were to do that you would feel empty, low in energy, and unmotivated to do anything. you would try to keep your mind off of your grumbling tummy and go do something else. but no matter what you do that stomach of yours won’t shut up until you’ve given it what it’s wanting. most likely you’ll just crack and rush into the kitchen for something to eat before the day it over. my situation is just like that. he’s gone, i try to forget about it. he’s stuck in my head, i want to talk to him but i don’t i hold everything back and wait. i just have to fill that empty hole in my daily routine.
i saw chris and his new girl kissing last weekend, how does that make you feel?
thanks homie……. like really?! fuck you for telling me!
cannot express how incredibly dumb i am for choosing senior year to be the year i shove assloads of work up my ass