Your Heart

can't talk anymore of this and I understand. I've been through times like this before and you've been there with me. I will be here for you. I promise. This is hard, but I know you will be here to get through it. And if, by chance, you cannot, I will be here to be strong for you. It was a rough twenty-four hours and I understand, I was here too. I just want you to know through thick and fucking thin baby girl, I will be here.


My heart goes out to Katie Cheyann Lutz.

Marisa

Thank You for making me feel

Inadequate... You make me feel as if I could be a thousand miles high, only to make me feel like I am missing something useful two seconds later. Thank you for letting me get my hopes up about seeing you, only for you to bail out and not show up. Thank you for telling me you love me all the time and then not acting like it... Thank you. Thank you for showing me that you ARE like all my past boyfriends, just as unreliable and stupid as the rest... Thank you for sticking around when I don't need your comfort and not being there when I do. Thank you. I wish you knew how I really feel about you and acted (at least acted) like you felt the same way. I just want you to know that I meant it when I said "I love you". Now you need to figure out if you mean it too. I really mean that too. Thank you for not sticking up for me when your friend calls me a whore, and saying something when my best friend is joking around. Thank you for being a jerk around your friends, and an sweetheart around mine, just so they won't say anything about it to you. Thank you for making me seem like a liar because I tell my freinds one thing and you act the opposite. Thank you. Thank you for being an asshole, just like almost everyone else in my life, even when you said you wouldn't. I jsut wanted to say Thank you and be entirely glad that you don't have the link to my blog.

What do you call it

when one person loves another and the loved hates the other? Broken? Wasted? Who knows? I'm sorry to all the people who have to deal with this kinda situation and wish the best for you because you deserve it, love. Let him be a dick. Just remember you have other people who carea bout you ten times more tham he ever could.

He said it...

He told me with truth in his voice that he loves me.
He told me he needs me, the same serious tone shattering the glass silence with the ?truth?
I wish I could believe it.
I really do, and I hate myself for not trusting him like I should.

I said it back.
Because I do, and I wouldn't lie about something so heart-breakingly serious. I meant it when I told him I love him.
Thinking about what he said, his exact words make my stomach flutter and my eyes water. If this is how it was supposed to be, then why can't I help but feel like I screwed something up?
I told him I was sorry, because he was dating a screw up. He said he wasn't dating any kind of mistake, screwup or anything like that so there was no reason to apologize.
I wish I knew what I was doing.