To R:
I'm hurt. I miss you.
Somedays it's a lot, somedays it's a little, and sometimes it's not at all. Sometimes I just wish things ended better.
I wish I could get you off my mind, let memories be in the past.
We wouldn't have worked out and I know that now. You wanted me simply to make yourself feel better. And I liked having you around because I wasn't alone. But what happened, happened and I can't change it.
To T:
Simple, fuck you.
Lesson learned: don't trust. Not everyone cares.
To D:
It's been months, and I'm still hurt. But I bet I'm the last thing on your mind. And I'll eventually be okay with that.
To A:
Thank you for being the friend I need. You mean a lot.
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Nothing & Everything.
Short Story>> v embarrassed at this ngl << Nothing and everything. Choose what words you wanna hear, choose what you wanna see. Wrap them up, switch them around. Take the good and the bad. Take it all. • occasionally updating ° (But give credit if you cop...
