ThoughtsOfATeen

So I blocked and unfollowed people on twitter. 

Guess whos going to get called names. 

Oh, let me guess, Im a bitch, no one likes me, im not nice and so on, right? 

Sorry, but if you’re going to criticize me and shit like that, I dont need you in my life. 

You know, thanks to him Ive realized not to give people a lot of chances. 

Why?

Because they keep wasting them. 

I dont care if they read this either. 

Go ahead, show everyone. 

Call me names. 

Say shit. 

Assume EVERYTHING I say is about you. 

Heads up though,

its not. 

I dont care what you say anymore. 

If you’re going to say shit, Ill give you something to say. 

thebestlolz:

You’d open up your dash to this explosion of noise and your face would be like:

(Source: gerardwway)

Why cant you just swallow your pride? We used to call each other one of our best friends before all this happened. Honestly, at the beginning everything was great. Maybe thats because we actually tried. Maybe its because we actually listened to each other and accepted one anothers views. Then as time went on we got too comfortable. Didnt think we would lose one another. Started only thinking about ourselves. And it wasnt a one sided mistake, it was both of us doing it. But, I never wanted it to be like this, did you? I mean, a lot of what happened is being blamed on me. Dont worry, I can take it. Yeah, i get mad over it, maybe a bit upset, but I can take it. Why? Because I dont want things to be like this. But, for one second, just one, can you just think about what you’ve done? Please? Im not asking for much. Just think about the words you said, their impact and their effect. Just think about the beginning of us to the end of us. I feel that one moment, you know the one, with that incident, yeah, I feel that was the turning point. I guess you were always so busy, so worried, so frustrated and I over tried to make things work. To make things good. I guess that could be perceived as clingy. Annoying. Jealous. Bitchy. But hey, I was trying. I guess just not in the right way. If you even care to know, Im not mad at you. Forgive and forget, right? Because when you care about someone, swallowing your pride is worth it because it means keeping someone important to you. So, i guess you dont and havent cared about me for a long time. Yeah, i know that, i guess i just wish it wasnt so. Ive changed. You refuse to believe that. Maybe you just dont want to believe that because then it changes a lot. But listen, if you read this, whenever you do, i forgive you. I forgive every mistake you made. Every harsh word you said to me. Every name you called me. I forgive you for it. And if you dont think I should be the one forgiving you, well then know this as well: im sorry. Im sorry for pushing you. Taking anger out on you. Causing fights. Getting jealous. Getting hurt. Expecting too much. Being clingy. Being a bitch. Yeah. I messed up, Ill admit it. But so did you, so dont forget that part. Haha, youll probably get mad at me if you read this, right? Sorry, I guess just venting within writing that you may or may not see works for me. It gets all my thoughts out and just lets me relax. You can dislike me forever, but you cant deny you once had feelings for me. And you cant deny that youve changed. Yeah, we may not be the same people, but thats how life works. I miss that side of you. The sweet and caring one. I did for months before we broke up. Hes a great guy. You can be to. Remember that, okay? Just dont forget the good times, like our code words such as ketchup chips. Our asian smiley face and late night skype calls. The pictures I drew, the videos we made for each other, the stars I gave to you to get you to talk to me, our awkward first dance. The first time you hugged me and I didnt realize it. The times you reached for my hand, hoping I grab onto yours. Our first kiss, ahaha, photobooth. The 240 reasons I wrote about why I loved you…. Sorry, hate me for all of this. I just want you to not forget those times. I dont. And why? Because there was a time they made me happy. And you as well. Dont forget them. I miss them. And it doesnt mean I still have feelings for you, it just means I miss a best friend. Yeah. Okay. Bye.

Im the type of girl that would rather sit at home watching Harry Potter movies, Super Hero movies, listening to music, drinking hot chocolate, taking pictures and talking and laughing than go out on an expensive date. Im the type of girl that would love to play sports and video games rather than go out. Im the type of girl that doesnt want expensive things. Im the type of girl that likes to spend time with someone else. Thats all. But that seems to be a lot to ask for.

After everything this year I still get into more shit. More drama. Im sick of it. Everyones so busy pointing out my flaws because its easier than looking at their own. Havent I been through enough? Oh. Wait. I forgot. It doesnt matter as long as everyone else is okay. I mean, real friends care when their friends hurt. So i guess youre not real friends. Lmao. So typical. Fake. Acting. Look at what high school shows us. Its pathetic. Annoying. Ridiculous. But fine. Go ahead. Point out my flaws. Make me out to be a bitch. Make me feel like shit. Put me down. Be ignorant to youselves. I dont give a fuck anymore. Im better off alone anyways.