Pity Party Over Here

Today I just feel sad.

Sad because nothing is normal. Sad that I don't have a best friend. Sad because I can't like a normal guy. A nice guy.

Sad I can't talk to anyone.


I'm just throwing myself a pity party. GAAAH.

Since when is it okay for us to fight like this? What even made us this comfortable to fight like this? This is so unhealthy. I give you want you want and you ignore me... FOR FREAKIN 2 MONTHS! How is that okay to you? Then you waltz right back into my life. Like you never ignored me. Like everything is just perfectly fine. Then you get mad at me for talking just TALKING to your friend. When i made it damn obvious that i wasnt interested in anyone but you. Then you call me a hoe? COOL. Oh and you ashed on me. FREAKIN AWESOME. But no i forgive you, again. But like always everytime i give you another chance you give me millions of reasons to never give you one again. Dont push or shove me. I know your mama taught you better. FUCK YOU. See ya in another 2 months when you get bored..