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OBLIVIATE;
Muse
Specs
Way Out
Credits
Dashboard
For me there is only you.
Monday, June 16, 201411:58 AM


"Just tell someone how much they mean to you."

Last night was arguably the worst night ever (minus the time where I got such a bad stomach ache) because I felt like someone was ripping my head apart. Not fun at all. 


The past few days were spent at Buona Vista and hmm other than yesterday, everything was just progressing really slowly because no one ever goes to Buona Vista, except on Sundays. Nothing much I guess. The greatest takeaway was picking up a balloon and twisting it because I just can't phantom how people have the balls to make it so pretty yet looks like it's going to explode.


I don't think I've changed. I think I was just hiding what I had inside of me so that you won't know it and you won't exploit it. I knew I was capable of loving but I had to shut the doors because sometimes things don't work out and they just serve as a reminder why people choose to leave alone and become void of any emotions. I had to admit that everything I did felt like a double edged sword, because as cutting as my words and actions were, it made me writhe at night knowing how unfair it was for you and me. 


I CAN'T WAIT FOR MY BOOKS TO ARRIVE UGH. 


Can't stand your bitchiness why don't you just turn around and walk away before I tear your face off. 


There's no love. Just words to get what you want.