It was not your fault but mine; it was your heart on the line
I really messed it up this time; didn't I dear?
I'm not even in the mood to tell people how my day went.
People are stupid, really stupid. I hate how rude some people (cough, girls) can be. Like seriously, you have NO idea what people go through behind closed doors. Where do you have the room to talk about imperfections? Nobody's perfect...and you're FAR from it too.
I hate when you tell me I'm immature...you're in high school, what do you know about mature?
I said that I was done with talking about what happened- I'm not.
We can sit here and blame what happened on each other allllll day long....but it's honestly not my problem anymore. I don't say that in a "I have no fault" way- because I know I messed up somewhere. I must have. But let's be serious for a second- if I DIDN'T care about, if I HATED you..I wouldn't speak to you when you spoke to me. I wouldn't respond to you. You can't honestly say you know me well enough. Because quite frankly, you really don't. But you should know me enough to realize I'm going to be honest with you- or I won't say anything to you. I just don't understand what I'm suppose to do if you're not going to take anything I do or say to heart. Just stop making it seem like it's all my fault.
And while I'm on a huge rant-
Stop complaining about life. You woke up this morning, you should be thankful. So what if your boyfriend stopped caring about you? So what if you're gossiped about? There's starving kids in China who would love to have your place. Calm the heck down.