honestly i hate when people try to sugar coat shit like if you don’t like me or don’t wanna hang or don’t wanna talk to me just fucking tell me don’t keep ignoring me and expect me to figure out the hint like that’s such a bitch ass move i’d rather hear it from you than be ignored 99% of the fucking time.
I should be preparing for my finals but damn it….I couldn’t focus with love songs playing in the radio. Sad love songs I’m talking about. Haha. Already can’t wait for finals to end. I’ve already planned out my holidays which I can’t wait for it….going back to thailand meeting family and the love ones. It is getting hot here in japan I’m kinda miss the winter now and talking about winter….the snow, December, January, February , March and that’s when you came into my life. You. You again. I sit here and wonder… I sit here and cry. I sit here and lose myself with every lie. I thought you came into my life to bring me happiness…happiness that I have been searching for my whole life. It still blows my mind that you literally came from out of nowhere. Im left here with lies and cheats… Haunting lies that will forever torment me. Im torn…. Im broken to pieces… I trusted you with my heart…. My heart of passions. You took away so easily. Without a warning you took it. Pathological liars are more common these days thanks to you… Falling in love with a sociopath has never been so dark. For I have never lost myself as much as I have lost now… Ever since you left Im tormented with the blissful haunting memories that arent really memories at all… My heart wishes that it was all real… I want to believe that no one in this world would ever do such a thing to someone… But shit happened. Those fake memories that you made with me… those fake kisses you kissed… those false connected nights. I have never been so happy at one point with someone before …. To know now that all of it was a lie….makes it all seem like it was a beautiful dream. I want to escape. But how? You are a sick soul.. A lost soul that will forever find himself in the fires. The sick part is… I still love you.