I should really consider quitting facebook. Not deleting it but just not go on it.
Every time I see you on my news feed, i literally jump inside. And when your face appears, my heart shatters all over again.
I just can’t take that anymore. I don’t dare delete you because I still remember looking for your facebook for 3 days just to find out your name.
One of these days you’ll push me away, turn around it’ll be too late.
The only decent picture of us together. Nothings changed for her cuz she’s still a shitty person but i’ve become a badass & dead sexy ;D
I have no reason to be sad.
You were never really a part of my life.
This niggah is over your hipster ass (which I should point out is a nice ass ;) )
Life is too precious, darling.
Move on before it’s too late.
Shit hurts every time I read this.
There is this girl at my school. I see her everyday at lunch. To me, she is the most beautiful girl out of all the 2,000 students there. One look at her makes my day beautiful like her. 5 months ago when I started noticing her I thought to myself how much she resembles the last girl I had a huge crush on. I spent 2 days straight looking constantly on Facebook for her name. It was my main mission to find out who she was. By luck, I finally found out her name. It sounded so sweet to know her name after all the hard work I put in looking for her on Facebook. After months of building a big crush on her, I soon realize that she was in no way like the previous girl I liked. She grew more and more beautiful each day I’d seen her. Then one day, I find out that she’s bisexual and I knew I had a shot. So for a week, I build up the courage to tell her how I feel on Facebook. I wrote a really long letter that I had several people to give me their opinions on. When the day finally came, I was nervous I couldn’t stay calm. My heart was pounding so hard and I was shaking so much it was unbelievable. I waited 2 whole days for her response. I started thinking good and bad thoughts about this whole situation. Finally, she responds. Her response made my heart drop so hard on the floor, I’m still having difficulty picking it up today. Now, I have to pretend like it didn’t matter. Like it was nothing. When really, I still want her more than anything in the world. She’ll never know how loving I am. How sweet I can be to her. How I would treat her. How much love I would give her. How she helped me get over the previous girl. She’ll never know. I have a feeling she is seeing someone right now. She’s probably dating someone more beautiful. More “her type”. Someone better than me. It tears me up inside that I don’t get to hold her and tell her how beautiful she is everyday. I have to pretend that it doesn’t bother me when it really is. I have to pretend that I’m more happy without her when I really ain’t. I have to pretend that I don’t notice when really she’s all I see. I have to pretend I don’t think about her when really she won’t leave my mind. It hurts to pretend but I have to pretend.
