I just read my old old old posts. How horrid.
It was all about him, him, him. Soffie soffie soffie soffie. Back and forth, all I could see was his name, what he was doing, what he did and all that happened with me was that I cried, A LOT. It's sad, how I wrote his name in every post, how I said that I love him every time and look at where we are now. All I saw was a girl who got hurt and cried time and time again. How stupid can I be? Perhaps it was because, well, I thought, I did love him back then - I loved him so much but he was too blind to see it. I should have listened to my mum and save my own skin from all the pain that he put me through.
It reminded me of Roi Boy's ex-girlfriend's blog.
It's mad. Atrocious.
I've deleted my first blog, that itself contained a lot of unhappiness and misery. I'm glad things have changed. I'm glad I have, for the better, hopefully. I was rather a silly, wild girl. Poor thing, I was. It's better now, it's all better now.
Don't waste your time here. Move on, read another.
It was all about him, him, him. Soffie soffie soffie soffie. Back and forth, all I could see was his name, what he was doing, what he did and all that happened with me was that I cried, A LOT. It's sad, how I wrote his name in every post, how I said that I love him every time and look at where we are now. All I saw was a girl who got hurt and cried time and time again. How stupid can I be? Perhaps it was because, well, I thought, I did love him back then - I loved him so much but he was too blind to see it. I should have listened to my mum and save my own skin from all the pain that he put me through.
It reminded me of Roi Boy's ex-girlfriend's blog.
It's mad. Atrocious.
I've deleted my first blog, that itself contained a lot of unhappiness and misery. I'm glad things have changed. I'm glad I have, for the better, hopefully. I was rather a silly, wild girl. Poor thing, I was. It's better now, it's all better now.
Don't waste your time here. Move on, read another.
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