Ink, deadpool, comics, Buddha, Pokemon, bulldogs, geckos, metal, marvel, and anything that makes my mind wander
never in my life have I ever felt so personally victimized. what’s love? the only thing that can throw even the toughest minds off track. you know your in too deep when anywhere u go u see stuff they’d like, anytime something happens wether it be hilarious scary sad u immediately want to share the moment with them. even when ur fckn pissed at them u want nothing more than to see them smile. no matter how hard they break you, or disappoint you, you just keep coming back for more. you can’t even try to imagine if they suddenly weren’t there. and it seriously fucking sucks.
for months I dealt w hardship. broken promises. being lied to. and was never truly respected. and time after time I forgave Ava forgave because I could honestly say I loved you and u were worth it, but there’s only so much I can forgive n forget until it becomes just way to much to let slide. for months I forgave hoping one day you’d understand that all the hardship was easily preventable but instead you choose this. I didn’t ask for much…..
but still somehow I’m the one gets the shit end of the stick. how typical, I forgive n forgive yet get played in the end….how fuckin dare you.
it’s jus so crazy how fast life can change and just when u think u almost kind of have a handle on things BAAM JK NIGGUH FUCK YOUR HAPPINESS.
I was always here willing to fix things, always the one down to sit and talk things through, do whatever it takes however long it takes to fix shit.
truth be told: i can’t even begin to imagine my life without u,
what do I do with my life, if every single part of it from the time I wake up to the time I go to bed involves you?
how do I go on and jus pretend it’s okay.
I saw such a beautiful future with u, with aiden, with us. and it was within arms reach.
I don’t want to even try to think about what’s gonna happen when aiden starts asking about u…
you made me complete. no relationship is perfect and we were far from perfect but that doesn’t mean it had to end, especially not like this now….
everywhere I turn alls I can think about is you, my room you, work you, my truck you, why couldn’t u just fckn understand and grow up and let us be great again like in the beginning, but no u had to constantly do the things u did regardless of how I told u it made me feel.
no other guy would ever tolerate the things I have. nor can I even bare the thought of if there’s someone else…..
every year gets harder and harder for me it seems, and this year hasn’t spared me.
I feel like an empty shell.
rambling on as if you or anyone for that matter even gives a fuck to read this hah. I’m such a fuckin idiot how did I let this happen…