it's my reality..
Oh, you’re sorry?
You saw how happy i finally was two nights ago, the tumblr posts, the matching bracelets, everything seemed absolutely perfect. But no, i just can’t be happy. To think, i was actually going to put out for you, like you had been asking, because you mean that much to me. How could you just leave? I don’t get it. What makes me such a horrible girl that you can mindfuck the shit out of me and then just walk away like nothing happened. Then you ask me to be friends with you ? sure, just sit there and put those “when we get married” scenarios in my head, and then just expect everything to be alright. I don’t have feelings or anything, but i’m glad you’re sorry. It really fucking helps that the one guy i want, and need doesn’t even care.
Just once,
I’d like to find someone who will treat me right, I just want to be happy.
