Wednesday, 2 March 2011
09:10:44 PM (GMT)
At this point in time, I am afraid to list your name; maybe one day I will have the
You saved me. You talked me out of suicide, more than once.
When I thanked you for it, you promised I could talk to you anytime, and assured me
that I didn't bug you, like I feel like I do.
Too bad you're a dick towards me in school.
Too bad you don't answer my messages at all anymore.
Too bad you treat me like everyone else in the building treats me.
She the weird kid.
She stumbles over sentences.
She doesn't talk about the right stuff. (so do you)
She dresses weird.
She likes different music. (so do you)
You called me a friend, and it made my month, because, I knew I wouldn't have any
truly close friends this year.
Sucks to be right.
You treat me like shit, and still, I can't walk away.
You're a fucking liar, and you can't keep promises.
Why do I even care about you?