I'm ready.
Posted September 18th 2011 at 08:18 AM by Hopeyyy
I can't take it.
Just stop it now.
The constant questions..
"Why do you have a bruise on your knuckle?"
"Where did that scar come from?"
"Why do you cut?"
"What makes you happy?"
"Who makes you happy?"
Just stop. Everone just stop. I want to you to care..but it doesn't really matter.. It's not like I'll ever be happy.
Do I even remember being truly happy?
Yes.
Bryan.
My ex.
I shouldn't have dumped him.
But everyone asked why I was with them and I couldn't come up with a single thing.
But after two days.
I knew.
He made me happy.
The way he'd hold my waist, and stare at me with that grin, with those sharp teeth and gorgous brown eyes.
Handsome, amazing.
Oh. I love him.
He was my smile.
That's why I was with him, because no matter what, even through things between us, he would always give me a smile.
On Monday.
I'm going to make this work.
Just stop it now.
The constant questions..
"Why do you have a bruise on your knuckle?"
"Where did that scar come from?"
"Why do you cut?"
"What makes you happy?"
"Who makes you happy?"
Just stop. Everone just stop. I want to you to care..but it doesn't really matter.. It's not like I'll ever be happy.
Do I even remember being truly happy?
Yes.
Bryan.
My ex.
I shouldn't have dumped him.
But everyone asked why I was with them and I couldn't come up with a single thing.
But after two days.
I knew.
He made me happy.
The way he'd hold my waist, and stare at me with that grin, with those sharp teeth and gorgous brown eyes.
Handsome, amazing.
Oh. I love him.
He was my smile.
That's why I was with him, because no matter what, even through things between us, he would always give me a smile.
On Monday.
I'm going to make this work.
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Posted September 18th 2011 at 05:41 PM by Darrenboy!