Calling All Cars.

So began the year. Already I've made new friends and decidedly dropped the old ones that were choking me. My grades are incredibly decent and that's coming from me. Things are a little bit of a struggle and I find myself at a loss of words. But that's alright because sometimes we dont need to use words to explain how we feel.


I'm at peace.

Reinventing Your Exit.

So I'm up against the wall. You both have hurt me and fucked me over so badly that I really feel no need to see anyone. I don't want to hear from either one so just forget about me. The lies, the betrayal and false accusations are so done. You took my love yet again and decided it was only good for making me your pet. Don't ever ask me to change myself for you again because it's not gonna fucking happen. I'm tired of being something I'm not jsut to see you smile. You were never even worth that much. You disgust me with your talk of "love, devotion and meanings." Truth is you probably have fucking idea what any of those words mean. But that's prefectly okay because even tho you told me you'd never leave me. You did.
And I'm feeling a bit better about myself but I feel sympathy for the next person you try to own.