Anonymous asked: WOW @ tumblrdatinggame(.)com WTF is this.. my little brother's roommate is on this and I think I saw you too lol
Fuck offthis is the second scam I’ve got off whoever you are -_-
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I freeking hate you. I hate your sense of humour. I hate that you’re the only one I ever think about. I hate the way you smile. I hate your beautiful eyes. I hate your hair. I hate the way you always tease me and make fun of me. How you know one of my biggest secrets and are not disgusted by it. I Hate how you ask me if I’m ok. I hate when you nudge me playfully. I hate how I miss you 24/7. I hate how you make me feel. I hate how you make me love you. I hate how you have a really strong faith that if rubbing off on me. I hate how I can tell you anything and you wont tell a sole. Most of all I hate how I love all these things. I hate how you want to be with another girl when I’m the one who has been there. I hate how I cant get over you. I hate how I never really had a chance. I hate that I hate you. I hate how I have loved you from that first chemistry lesson together in year 10. I hate how you make me feel unwanted, unloved.I hate that I love you too much too let go.
I hate that i will never have a chance with you.
But the only good thing that comes from you not wanting to be with me is that I wont experience even worse heart break than I already am if we ever got together and you left me.
omg I was going through my archive and found this from January sometime, is it weird that I still feel this way? anyways I thought some of my new followers might relate to it so don’t think I’m weird for re-blogging myself :P
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“Why did you want to kill yourself?”
“It’s a long story.”
“I want to help you.”
“You can’t.”
“Well I’m going to try anyway.”
“Yea, I know you are. You’ll help for a week or two and then when I start to feel close to you I’ll tell you my secrets and you’ll find out how bad I really am. Then you’ll say how upset you are that I’m so depressed and you’ll say you’ll get me help. You’ll make empty promises, you’ll pretend like you care when inside you’ve given up on me. I’ll learn that I can’t tell you those things anymore, and you willstop asking about them, even though you know it’s still happening. We’ll grow distant and I’ll hate myself for opening up to you. You won’t realise that I’ll try to kill myself again. We’ll still talk, but there will always be that awkwardness. Because you gave up. Because everyone does in the end. Your closest friends become far away figures and you are left on your own to cope with these fucked up emotions and you have no idea how. Everyone gives up and I mean everyone. And that, more than anything, made me want to die.”
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