
Im mad at myself. Not you. I’m mad for always being nice, always
apologizing for things that i didn’t do, for getting attached,
for making you a huge part in my life, depending on you,
wasting my time on you, thinking about you…
changing for you, forgiving you. Wishing for you, dreaming of
you. And most of all, for not hating you when i know i should
but i can’t.
It seems that when you want somebody, they don’t want you. When they want you, you don’t want them. And when you both want each other, something has came and fucked it up…
Next week I leave for college. I have a lot of worries, but I’m also extremely excited. I can imagine anyone leaving home would be a little scared? I’m worried that my plan won’t fall into place like I hope.. My mind is in a million different places. I’m really trying not to even think about all the things that could go wrong. Happy thoughts!