Again a cut..
Not deep ,yet painful.
I hold on fast.
Don’t want to let go.
With every cut the grip gets tighter.
Oh! it pains, yet I hold on faster. 121 more words
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Living the life that I want is harder than I expected. In this modern times, I am exposed to opportunities that would make me want to live the life others expect of me.
So he wasn’t responding to my texts and he goes, “I’m with Olivia its our anniversary” and I’m sitting here thinking to myself uhm, how because the 16th was a Sunday and I may be getting which Sunday wrong, but either it was the Sunday he said he wasn’t dating her and then proceeded to fuck me, or its the next one where he said nothing would change and he would be there for walking dead but then it became a maybe because he had family dinner, and then that night he proceeded to not only blow me off, not tell me that was what was hoping to happen, and then not answer a single one of my texts. 42 more words