Me and my boyfriend just had our 2nd anniversary… Sure I enjoyed everything… It was lovely.. But it didn’t feel all that memorable… Maybe because last year was so great… I’m hoping this weekend’s celebration will improve things but I seriously doubt it. I was hoping for a romantic weekend together…. But the band comes first… I know he loves me and I love him so much too But I kinda feel like our relationship is being taken for granted… I feel selfish for even writing this. We spent the first half of the week together… I really hope he doesn’t read this. I’m just greedy. I want him all the time… I wish I could fall asleep in his arms every night… *sigh* There’s still hope for valentines.

were not friends anymore… but for some reason I still stay up on msn until the early hours of the morning. A part of me hopes youll sign on and we’ll both pretend like nothings happened. I miss those silly conversations.

I am tired all the time

When you broke up with me I begged you for another chance you wouldn’t give me. But since then, in the space of a few weeks, my life has completely turned around. I got promoted at work, I’m loving my new responsibilities, I found the perfect place to live in, I’m happier because I don’t have to worry about you anymore, I’m not angry at the world, my friends and family showed me how much they love and support me. Yes, I still do miss you … a little sometimes … when I have some spare time … but given the choice of how miserable and unlucky I was when I was with you and how great things are for me now, I would choose to be without you. I don’t hate you for what you did, in fact I thank you. Now I know my life is so much better without you and that I was the best thing to happen to you. I see now that I was in love with your potential but you really showed your true colors in the end - when I met you, you had no job and you were living with your parents and now I know that you’re destined to always have a low-level, low-paying, boring job. You failed university and you will fail at life. The End.

You know what? I’m done. Ive liked you for 3 years and the most ive gotten is one hug. Quit looking at me. Dont start conversations. Get the fuck out of my head and my life. If you want a prettier girl whos smart and nice i get that. i really do. but please, if youre not going to give me your all, quit giving me false hope and mixed signals and leave me the fuck alone. ps. your forehead is a coastal shelf of YOUR ENTIRE ASSHOLE BODY

I screen cap some confessions and save them to my computer. I relate to them a lot.

im scared that when I go to university, none of my friends will miss me.

NEVER let anyone make you feel like that,you’re too good for them,it’s their loss,silly cows

you say you love me yet you’re always so quick to leave… you tell me to not worry then give me every reason to. i want to hate you so much but i cant convince myself to.

I’ve finally realised you were no good for me and that I deserve so much more. I’m going to be happy without you, and I hope you regret the day you broke my heart into tiny little pieces.