Okay, first of all there is something called SPACE! Learn it and fucking respect it please. Okay? Second of all, leave me alone already! If I don’t want to talk to you nor text back when you text means I don’t want to talk to you. At first I thought everything was working out but I guess that doesn’t seem to work. Why the fuck did you have to go behind my back and talk to my friends when you know they are loyal to me and will tell me everything. Just to let you know I am not “running away from my problems” you fucking idiot, I know what I want to do in life and you should live your life too as I live mine. Honestly, why would you even try to go behind my back? I told you everything to a point where I was even embrassed and couldn’t even repeat it in my own head. Yet you can’t even tell me that you’re talking to my friends asking them to convince me to stay. ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR FUCKING MIND?!?
or cry because that’s all he is?” —
Sorry, what I mean was all the time. Yesterday was my friend’s birthday party and it was 2-3 a.m. in the morning when Steven was driving most of us home. But then I noticed I forgot my keys… I thought to myself “Shit, I can’t go home now everyone is asleep and I didn’t want to wake everyone up again and get bitched at.” So I slept over at Vanessa’s house, and oh what do you know… MY FUCKING LITTLE SISTER CALLED!