February 2012
20 posts
I like those friendships
where you can hit each other up and just catch up. Even though you don’t talk every day, when you talk it’s like nothing changed. It’s nice knowing at least some of these people have stayed and that our friendship is still the same. Thanks to those friends who have stayed; for putting up with my bullshit, my problems, just everything.
Why bother?
It’s the same cycle every single time. I meet someone, they become a huge part of my life, they find someone to replace me with, they’re gone.
Trying to be friends with you,
is harder than I thought. I want you in my life again, but that seems like too much to ask. You’ve left just as quick as you came into my life.
You know a detail, not the whole story.
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Not every post I write is about the same person.
So before you tell me to move on and forget that person, think. Don’t just make that assumption. I know other people, have been hurt by other people before. Don’t think every post I write is about the same person.
It would be nice to have you back in my life.
I messed up along the way. I said things I shouldn’t have and did things I do regret. But you did too.. I miss you still though. I still think about you everyday, how we use to be cool together, just thinking about ‘us,’ before all that stuff happened.. I know the chances are really low, but I wish you were here in my life again. It may not be the same, but it’s better than...
A guy isn't going to stay if you tell him to...
Sure, some might. But honestly, if you’re telling him to get out, why would he say? He’s not going to think “Oh no, I’m going to fight for her.” when you’re yelling and telling him to go. Maybe I’m wrong, but if it was me, I wouldn’t stay. Guys can’t read your mind. Say what you want to say, not just say things and hope he sees through it.
When you have so much to say,
but you know you can’t say it. So many feelings, so many words… But it would cause so many problems. More fights, more unhappiness, just all trouble. There’s just some situations where you have so much to say, you can’t even put it into words. All you can do is fake a smile and pretend everything is okay.
I learned if you talk to someone too much,
you’re fucked. I don’t want to get close to anyone anymore. I’m starting to hate meeting new people. I won’t be rude about it, but I don’t want to talk to many people anymore. I don’t see the point. Eventually, you’re all just strangers again, so why bother?
Talking to someone who actually helps you forget...
As much as you want something or someone, you have...
I need to learn to listen to my own advice.
People say to let go like it's easy.
Why do I still have to care about you?
It’s obvious you’re doing fine without me. It’s obvious you’re happy, and have so many other people now. Why do I constantly have to think of you, when you don’t even think about me? Why does it take so much to get you off my mind, and when I have nothing to preoccupy me, it hurts all over again? Why do I have to miss you so much, when I’m nothing to you? What...
You're happy without me.
And I’m here still thinking about you. I’m here trying to get over you, while you’re with someone else laughing and having a good time. It sucks knowing you’re smiling because of someone new now.. but I should have known better.
I hate being reminded of you.
It’s like whatever I do, it’s like the world is trying to make me remember. No matter who I hang out with, what I do, how I try to get away from anything I thought would make me think of what use to be.. I’m proved wrong. Something always has to remind me of ‘us.’ Even though ‘us’ no longer exists, and I shouldn’t dwell on the past.. it still hurts.
You say to forget that person,
but it’s not easy. How can you just forget someone who meant and still means so much to you? how can you forget someone you loved and still do love so much? How can you forget someone who made you so happy, and pretend like it’s nothing?
The worse feeling about after a break up
is knowing that person is gone. Knowing that person isn’t yours anymore. That all the laughs, love, jokes are nothing but a memory. That the “I love you“‘s, babes, nicknames, everything is going to stop. Knowing that someone who once loved you, doesn’t anymore. But what hurts the most to me is knowing that things will no longer be the same.. you’re gone.You say...
When memories come back to you,
and you get that little smile on your face remembering how happy you were with that person. But then you just stop and think. You wonder if things will be okay, if things may go back to the way they use to, and all you can do is hope.
That one "friend"
that use to be a huge part of your day. The one you could always go to for advice, or to just talk to someone, or to just count on to be there when you need someone. That friend you spent all day talking about anything whether it be stupid, meaningless, or serious. That friend that you thought would always be there, but now that friendship is just a memory.