Friday, November 12, 2010

#19

I just fucking had to leave my cast dinner because I couldn't breathe or stop tearing up. You are absolutely, completely ridiculous. I am so fucking upset with you right now, that I can barely get these words out. You can fuck off now. I hope you're happy. Good luck. Right now, I'm done. Tonight is the end of it. I can cry, breakdown, and scream. But after this that's it. I'm getting up tomorrow, and being me. I'm done. I'll make it through. And I'll be absolutely fine. But I'm going to do what's right for me. I've had people leave my life, this time it's my turn. I'm just....i don't know. I'm sorry, these words are capable of changing over and over. I have no idea. All I know is this...I don't feel like explaining. I need to wash this makeup off, get rid of the bobby pins in my hair, and go to sleep. Good night and goodbye.

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