I don’t know how I have only just discovered this app for tumblr on my phone. But it is a piece of shit and my phone just crashed and died… Hey ho. Writing because I can’t sleep. Some thoughts…. Let’s talk in codes and riddles because saying it outright might just effect the outcome.
I always try to hard with people that just don’t care the same way. You like to play games because it makes you think you have control.
You like attention because you like to be “loved”. You like to think that you are right because your body knows it is wrong. The truth is you’ll never know what its like to actually know somebody. You don’t let anyone in, and continue to fuck over the ones that try. Hurting people because you know no other way, and you probably don’t mean it, its just because you don’t know how to feel. And you’re too scared to hurt yourself. Everything you say is causing you to trip up on your lies. I suppose this is all really bitter and nasty but its just the gods honest truth really. Because I find it really difficult to be anything other than myself. And it is, really difficult.
It’s usually about this time in the morning that I get really angry. Not sleeping. The amount of people putting status’s up about how their boyfriend or girlfriend is lay in bed snoring/farting/doing something vaguely annoying next to them is sickening. You have no idea who I am. And you know absolutely nothing about me. This applies to everyone. Cool.