Would just rather not be a figment of your past.
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I’m weak but I don’t fucking crawl to people. That was fucked up. But whatever. Who really cares now, anyway.
Does everything seriously have to be like this? But. Fine. Fuck it. I don’t care anymore. I’m changing for the better. I’m changing for me. For you. For us. I can’t force a relationship. Nobody can. But I don’t want to try and shove shit down her throat. But I want her to know I care. And that I love her. Shit is just. Too ridiculous now. Now it’s me time. As much as I don’t want it. I have to. I gotta look forward to life, my job, everything.
Everything would be easier if you had someone to fight with you.
I’m just gonna do my own thing, I’m joining the military. I found myself. My life should’ve been started. It should’ve been with you. But I’m gonna try to get you back. And if not. Then. I will be strong enough to keep going. I’ll be more fucked along the way. But it always gets worse before it gets better..
You’re close. But you’re distant from yourself. Like some frenzy all because you have people backing you up…you think you’re better than me. And you can do better. Or you want to have fun before settling down. I dunno.
I fucked up with my best friend because of her and I’m sorry. We say shit that we don’t mean when were angry. I just have problems. My bearded dragon just died and I buried him. Getting mixed emotions with her.
I’m being strong when I’m with my friends. But. alone, I question everything….Half strong half cracked. But I can still say I’m doing my best.
Great…I got left…my baby bearded dragon is dead, and now I’m home alone. This. Is just. Awesome.