I’m so tired of being everyone’s fucking scapegoat.
Nevermind, scratch that.
I’m glad we’re back to constantly fucking fighting.
I love you, and I love the fact that we’re back to constantly messing around and laughing<3
Always some excuse not to see me. Its getting old.
i thought by now i wouldnt just be someone.
You’d come over after school, we’d eat, we’d mess around a little bit, then we’d take this huge long nap. Once we’d wake up, it would take us a while but eventually we would make it to the kitchen and grab whatever mom made. Then, we would cuddle up on the couch and watch whatever mom had on.
Sorry I miss those things, my bad.
The more I look at pictures of you, the more I wish you could come back home.
Thanks for not being there for me.
Thanks for making your daughter feel like she’s a disappointment.
Here sitting next to you knowing things are better:) I love it. The feel of your feet on my the butterflies I get in my tummy every time you touch my bare skin. I’m NEVER going to leave you, I love you so so so so much<3 forever:) :):) 9-3-09
Remember when you used to say stuff like this to me one a daily basis?