You once asked me if I would fight for you if you brought up breaking up. Fuck yes i’m fighting for you, I don’t want what we have to end yet. I love you too much for that.

You’re completely ignoring me

yet every time I log onto facebook, you’re on.

I bet you’re talking with other females, what’s the difference with me?

You told me I make it better when I said about leaving you until exams are done, so why can’t I have contact with you now?

I knew something was up, and every time I asked you wouldn’t tell me, especially in person on Sunday.

You’ve pretty much thrown everything we had away, like we’re going to be back to ‘normal’ for a while afterwards. You know my views on ‘breaks’. They don’t exist.

I don’t understand why we can’t talk, not even a tiny amount. What is SO different with me and other people? If I know you have as much work as you claim you have, you know i’m not going to keep distracting you all the time.

You asked me if I think we’d still be together next year and I said if nothing happens, why not? You said yes. Why say yes then on that same day throw it all away? What type of person are you?

You know what? Want to know why I was asking so many questions about how you were and if the holidays are still happening? Because I could tell something was up, something wasn’t right. I was actually petrified that you would come to the comp, then break up with me afterwards. Guess I was pretty much spot on.

Thank you for teaching me that I can’t tell anyone anything anymore. Thank you for teaching me that no matter what, everyone leaves. Thank you for ditching everything we had once everything looked like it was going to be back on track again. I really hate not talking to you, I don’t see the difference between me and the next person? It won’t be the same for some time, don’t deny it. Don’t tell me you love me, because if you really did, you wouldn’t do this. I don’t understand why.

Stop fucking crying.

akanedee:

if you ever call me annoying, even if it’s just jokingly, the chances of me ever speaking to you again are slim to none because I’ll be so afraid that every little word or sound that comes out of my mouth will aggravate you and make you cringe and hate my existence