Thursday, March 12, 2009

Really? Really? Like seriously?

WOW that was effective!
Not.
So at least I know he is not interested in talking to me.
At all.
Whatever.
I'm over it.
(not really, but whatever. I'm going to be annoyed and pissed for the next few days. Not to mention, sad, moody, depressed.)
I'll ask Carson if i can come with him to church this sunday.

Sour tears. Sad tears. Frustrated Tears. Heartbroken Tears.

I hate it when you say that I dont care.
Because I have never stopped caring, or loving you for that fact.
Maybe its a defense mechanism, but I do care, and I'm not going to stop anytime soon.
Why block out the memories?
They were amazing.
No matter what they will always be there.
Blocking me out is just childish.
But if you really dont want to speak to me ever again, just say it.
Because then I can switch and go to church with Carson.
Because looking at you is hard, its makes me regret a lot.
And without you talking to me, i feel so heartbroken knowing what used to be and how dramaitcally to has changed.