|Current mood:|| annoyed|
|Current music:||violence- blink182|
"ps- shut the fuck up"
why is everyone still giving me i told you so's? i dont' wana think about it- he makes me fucking sick to my stomach.... why does everyone insist on asking me questions when i'm happily erasing each and every memory of him day by day.. leave me the fuck alone, and let me go back to forgetting... i'm sick of ur questions...NO, i haven't talk to that sorry excuse for a human being.. NO, i don't want to hear his fucking discusting voice.. NO, i'm not ignoring him.. it's hard to ignore something that's not there. NO, i haven't seen his pathetic face.. NO, i don't want him back... NO, i don't fucking regret one thing i ever said to him.. NO, i don't believe for one second that any of it was ever real..... AND NO, i don't fucking think he ever thinks about me either.....