Sorry to intrude on whatever you are doing.
Here is my wonderful rant of sorts.
I've pretty much lost everything. Okay, I have my family which is phenomenal. That is the most important thing. But.
The slow pounding in my heart, it started to race when I saw your face pass my vision. My breath caught in my throat, like something was pulling it away from me. I just stood still, my feet almost loosing balance.
I catch myself and realize that what I have been doing is idiotic.
Way too hopeful.
'Why do you hate me so much?'
Welcome to January thrirty first in the year of two-thousand and thirteen. You'd think, new year, new goals. Many people have the same goals.
Many people believe that their lives will change. Get better. Well, I for sure did. Nothing like that ever happened. It just got worse. Looks like Thirteen is going downhill for me. Even if it's my 'lucky' number.
Did you know how much I loved you?
I can't believe I even said that. I seriously can't. I have never loved anyone. I'm not even dating him. It's upsetting, isn't it?
Did you know how much you betrayed me?
Jesus Christ you better. Seriously. I've been such a good friend. I never trust anyone and I put one fucking ounce of trust into you and this is what I get?! I can't have friends. I'm incapable of doing so. I guess.
Never had a best friend once.
So thank you. Thank fucking you.