I hate being and getting jealous. The feeling is terrible. Is him hugging another girl that big of a deal? I try to play it off, but it really cuts to my core. It’s like I could be having the best day ever, and then that or something like that will put me in an instant bad mood. I was able to shake it today and stop thinking about it, but then when I’m not busy, like right now, I can think about it and play that moment over again in my head. It’s just awful…
Maybe if I pretend to be confident and cocky, I’ll actually be good at something.
If you don’t give a fuck, why should I, right?
I fucking miss you. I know I would call you, message you, anything to get you back if you left me. With each passing minute I see how little you care for me and our relationship.
I love you so much, and miss you. I don’t understand why you’re doing this to me, and why you don’t care as much as I do. It hurts. This is a stupid idea, writing this when I won’t send it. I just want to be with you, because I was my happiest with you even when we fought everyday. I guess that just shows how much I love you, and I just wish with all my heart that you felt the same.