Fuck it, I’m done. I’m in a spot where I know that I’m staying away from this. You’re no better than my ex if you’re going to do nothing at home and not communicate with me. I was a week away from saying yes, but the texts and the months mean nothing anymore. I’m moving on. And I don’t care if you care or if you don’t. I’m tired of being played. I waited hours, days, weeks, and months for you to be home. We connected on a different level. I’m tired. I’m always second best. I’m just tired of trying with things like this. I’m not apologizing for  moving on. If you think that I’m waiting around for you to get off your ass, you’re wrong. 

I really did, and still do fucking love you. I won’t say that to your face for awhile, but you not communicating with me, sucks. Ugghhhh. Hoped for something different from you, but I need to stop having expectations. 

on whether I should rant on here or not. Oh well.

idiots, they’ve only killed and/or caught the suspects. There’s little proof to say that they are the ones responsible.