19.
University of Ballarat.
Life.
Dad & Brother.
One day at a time.
I can’t do this anymore with you, your right you aren’t worth my time, you aren’t good enough for me. I just wish that you were. Goodbye feelings, you can suck me!
Truth is… We hide because we want to be found… We walk away to see who follows… We cry to see who will wipe away the tears…. And we let our hearts be broken to see who will come and fix them. 3
I lie awake at night thinking what did I do, what should I have said, and I cry at the thought of this never being mended. Not having the time or the energy to try.
Simply, you have stuck that knife in and twisted the fuck out of my heart and I don’t think it will mend this time.
I believe forgiveness is the key to our unhappiness.
And I don’t think your worth the fight anymore.
11.02.12 - 26.02.12
Ha that’s all it lasted.
I want you to be happy and you never were with me, I hope you find what your looking for.
I know we were never an us, but I’d always hoped.
I’m glad I never gave you my heart coz you really enjoyed toying with it.
3 A.
I’m sorry for failing. I’m sorry for continually trying. I’m sorry for falling. I’m sorry for getting back up. I’m sorry for not caring. I’m sorry for caring too much.
Sick of living for everyone else, I wish I depended and put trust in no body but myself, because everyone leaves.
Truth is, everybody is going to hurt you; you just gotta find the ones worth suffering for.
I want to find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep… wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you’re just as pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky he is to have you…. The one who turns to his friends and says “that’s her
10th January, 2012
It’s times like these when I wish things were different, what I’d give to be able to speak to you again without all the added pressure.
I don’t want to go through these feelings alone, and I’m sure in years to come you will regret what you’ve done and the decisions you’ve made I’m not coming back this time.
You hurt me too often, and I’m not mended from the last time.
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