Friday, 30 July 2010

fuck.

I knew this would happen. I knew as soon as we spoke id feel the same way i did before he left. i expected him to have moved on i knew he wouldnt ever even consider us being together but i guess when you think thaat maybe theres a glimer of hope it just makes it worse :(
I actualy feel so sick, i hate feeling like this, and i hate that he can make me feel like this :(.

"It’s so hard to forget pain, but it’s even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar to show for happiness. We learn so little from peace."

"I am enjoying hatred so much more than I ever enjoyed love. Love is temperamental. Tiring. It makes demands. Love uses you. Changes it’s mind.
But hatred, now, that’s something you can use. Sculpt. Wield. It’s hard or soft, however you need it. Love humiliates you, but hatred cradles you.
It’s so soothing.
I feel infinitely better now."


Definately need to get away i feel suffocated.

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