I guess this is my new diary for my thoughts rather than my poetry. I can't say what I feel on the other without it getting back to that person. Cause it's always about him and Blair can't keep her fucking mouth shut and tells her boyfriend who is a controlling fuck and knows mine. Well, my ex since and hour and a half ago. It went horribly wrong, it was just suppose to be about spending more time together and turned into "You know I'm leaving soon, even if it's a year if we keep going out it'll just be harder then" WELL SO WHAT IF YOU WERE ALL I HAD even when you dicked around and fucked up you said yourself you made bad decisions and I FORGAVE YOU EVEN WHEN YOU BROKE ME. I did everything I could for you. You know you fucked up the second time, you said it yourself, but rather than trying to work it out you just want to leave. WELL WHO'S AVOIDING CONFRONTATION NOW? I can't help crying you KNOW that and you can't make it any better. God, how long were you planing this? Last week when you dicked with your friends and had no time for me? I think I hate you.