Maybe I’m still hoping that you’d somehow prove me wrong. Maybe I just wish you still cared. But… you don’t.
So why should I give a fuck about how you feel if you don’t give two shits about me either? I’m only giving you what you deserve. I just hope my poison runs deeper than yours ever did. Karma’s a bitch, bitch.
(Source: unforgivablememories, via salvatoresaddict)
Fuck. I can’t help but be angry all the time. I’ve never hated someone this much. I never thought anyone would give me reason to hate them this much. I shouldn’t be letting this shit get to me cause it’s not fucking worth it. You were never fucking worth it. I’m just so tired of consuming myself with hatred and resentment. This isn’t me…
It was just fucking lovely being your sideline girl for the while. I’m sure you loved knowing you always had someone there when the other would fuck up right?
It’s bewildering how you play the innocent role so damn well. You’ve been fucked over? Look at what the fuck you’re doing.
Honestly, I want nothing to do with you. And since you can’t stand being alone, go to her. You guys seem perfect for each other; both desperate for affection. Oh, and since you’re such an honest person, don’t forget to mention all the shit you did with me. Tell her how you’d always run to me when things weren’t going solid between you guys. Tell her what you told me. Tell her you’ve stated that you still loved me and that you used her for the “comfort”. Tell her what you fucking told me. Tell her what you fucking did with me. Don’t worry though, I’m sure she’s stupid enough to still take you in, so you can go on and play your sympathy cards again.
You don’t think before you act, do you? Everything’s gotta be all about you right? Ha. For the record, you aren’t worth shit in my eyes anymore. I’m so glad I’m finally seeing the person you really are. Good shit dude. Well played.
this gif was serious until I saw the girl in the back with one eye blinking.
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ HAHAHAHA
HAHAHAHAHAHHAHA. omfg. LOL. HAHHAha.aajhdssdskd.
(Source: mabuses)
This is the last time I contemplate on whether the way I feel towards you will ever amount to anything. The thought that perhaps my weakness for you would provide us with some sort of indelible bond has been tarnished. I’ve come to realize that I’ve been here before, to say the least. I’ve hit the floor too many times to count. And you? You’ve gravitated past sunrays and traced the outline of the moon while I sat waiting and hoping that maybe, just maybe, you’d follow dancing leaves that might make you realize the fall of our relationship was only temporary. But who was I kidding? I was the fool. I watched you plant devotion and passion into someone else, and saw it grow with every embrace you made with the devil. And me? You still had me, the worst part is, you knew. You knew that your words would bruise me, but you continued to talk. I listened to you spit fables, telling me that, deep down, you still loved me too. I won’t even try to elaborate this, you’re full of shit. If I do recall, you were the one that always said “actions speak louder than words”. It’s almost bewildering how graceful you picked up the gun and aimed it to my heart. And with that, I watched my beliefs bleed while you shot down every word you ever said. I hate to say it, but for the while, I did think I was special. Again, that was on me. I should’ve never fallen for your tales, but I did. And now all that’s left for me to do is to cleanse myself of you. I’ll try not to be bitter, but truthfully, your presense now irks me. It’s just, I’ve been doing this for too long and I’m just so tired of playing this game. I’ve already set down my controller and I hope you realize that hearts were never meant to be played with. But congratulations. Whatever it was we were doing, you won.
I don’t know what to do anymore. I’m a fucking mess.
