The more time I spend with my family the less I like them. School needs to start asap cause I will hurt myself if I have to deal with another month of their fuckery.
I’ve begged Brian to forgive me so many times I’m beginning to think it’s useless. I know I’m really disrespectful But he makes me feel like a bag of shit and so I just wanted to give him a little taste but it backfired and now I’ve lost him and so I’m sad because I want to see his face and blow him kisses and talk nonsense while he ignores me. Doesn’t matter anyway, next week I’m going home and three weeks after that I’m going back to canisius so it really doesn’t matter weather or not we make up. It wasn’t going to last long anyway.
Ayy I’m embarrassed and happy all in one. Mexicans be like you can’t dance cumbia but you can dance bachata? Like ummmm duh
I hate to say I love you
When it’s so hard for me
And I hate to say I want you
When you make it so clear
You don’t want me
I’d never ask you ‘cause deep down
I’m certain I know what you’d say
You’d say, “I’m sorry believe me
I love you but not in that way”
Its almost 6 am but I can’t go to sleep because there’s a person watching my cousin and I from our window. So I’m here sitting down with a bat and Stephanie with a knife ready to hurt a bitch but like I’m tired. Brian facetimes me acting all weird again calling me babe but I don’t like it. I always try to have feelings for the kid but I just can’t reciprocate so we’re going to have to have a talk. I tried a couple days ago but I felt bad for hurting him and apologized last night. Now I’m sitting with a bat afraid of any sound while Brian thinks we’re in love.
"It is not enough in this world to be kindhearted."