lipstickjellybean

Random Venting...
When we first met, I didn’t think that we would become friends. 

When we first became friends, I didn’t think that we’d date. 

When we first started dating, I didn’t think we’d fall in love.
We did though.
We built up such a beautiful relationship. It didn’t feel like high school. 

I would call it love, real love, not kid love. 

We built it up until it was the strongest love I had ever experienced.
But I made a big, huge, awful, terrible, horrible mistake.
I broke your heart. Twice.
What was I thinking.
I wish I could take it back.
There’s not a day I don’t regret it.
I wish you knew how sorry I really am. 

But it’s far too late. 

You love her now. You want her more than you want me. 

Those Facebook statuses of yours, they used to give me butterflies. 

Now they’re about her and they bring tears to my eyes, every time. 

I tried my best to get you back, to have you with me again. 

But everything I tried, it wasn’t good enough.
I can’t compete with her.

I wish I could say that I want the best for you, but honestly...

I hope you regret breaking my heart.

I hope it kills you inside, like it’s been killing me.
Because I will never ever forgive you for this. 

As much as I want you back, you lost your chance.
And this really is your loss. 

When she dumps you, don’t come running to me.

I hope it gives you hell, how much you’ll miss me.

Thanks for ruining my Christmas. 

Remember when "YO" was a really ghetto thing to say?

i love you, little red box.