I lost a good person because of this stupid f****** website. I just keep coming back for signs it isn’t true when I know it is. I didn’t have any time to give. In the end- none of this will matter- so you wonder why I slave over it. Well I must have cared– but nothing is ever that simple. If I don’t even understand myself, how the f*** do you expect me to take liking to be told who I am and what I want and what I need? All I actuallY want is what I know to be true anyways. I just hate being on the fence in the slightest about you. You will be erased just like the other haters. A blank spot in my past that fades. Just because I am not afraid to show and speak of my vulnerabilities does not mean I am lost. It doesn’t mean I am weak. If anything I am finding what I don’t want out of life. The s*** that temporarily lifts you up just to let you down. Honestly I don’t hate you. You are just a thorn in my side at the moment. All I really and truly wish is for someone to get up in my face. The right person at the right time. You may think you know who I am- but I wouldn’t think too hard about beating someone until they cry out for their life. Not because I am a monster, but because people just like you treat me like one every day. At least in prison nobody is passive aggressive like a b****. Just one day I want to lock horns. I think I died inside a long time ago, and I don’t blame me at all.
