Unlike most girls, I don’t need a man to keep me happy. But I’d rather want you with me anyways, regardless. You were mine. I’m not gonna go with my girls to the club, or parties, or to any hot spots to find somebody to replace you. I’m not gonna bop around because I’m vulnerable and need temporary “love” because I’m in pain. I won’t do irrational things because it’s only seems rational to my broken heart. Plenty of girls do this, but I won’t. I don’t know what I would do in the meantime, but I won’t do anything to degrade myself.
But you know what, I don’t think that matters to you.
You criticize me constantly, telling me I don’t try hard enough, I always fuck up, all of this other shit. Its funny how someone who hasn’t accomplished shit since being in the third grade spelling bee and losing, is telling me that I don’t try hard enough. I’ve accomplished good grades and a solid relationship with many around me and you’ve accomplished getting kicked out of the Marines. I’m proud, it must have taken SO MUCH effort to disobey your commanding officer and ruin yet another career you had going for you. I do not care for your criticism because you haven’t gone anywhere in life. Yes you’ve traveled the world, but your mind is still in the same immature state. Yes you’ve gone through so many more hardships than I have, but you have gone through no growth or progress whatsoever. So you best believe that to me, your criticism is nothing more than your jealousy and envy because we both know you would kill to be where I’m at: the top. You may be taller than me, but you will never, ever be on my level.
I can read. I am completely literate in every way possible. I understand what you say, I can read what you type, and I can comprehend your reactions and feelings. My intuition, however, is an even better reader. It knows the genuinity of your words, the value behind the text you’ve typed, and the sincerity of your reaction. Two faces, but one appearance. Two personalities, but one common characteristic. Fake. Your sweet words cannot drown out your deeply rooted insecurities. I hear your words, but only understand the insincerity that fills the spaces between every letter.
what do you think of albert baliwas?
He is suupah foiiiine! hahaha I love albert! He’s funny and is distracting in physics -_- Hopefully we both get into USC and have another four years together=]
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Here is a joke of the day:
What is the difference between santa and tiger woods?
SANTA STOPPED AT 3 HO’S
HAHAHAHAHAHA welps, Tiger Woods must be having a jolly good time then.
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