I think I’m Okay. I am, I’m okay.

The first time I saw him with another girl. Laughing, playfully pushing her, talking for HOURS, he looked happy, but how? without me..? and really..at my work..I mean really,why? Literally when he walked in my stomach dropped, and i felt sick, and i just wasn’t expecting to feel this way. so lost. so sad. so..confused?

and i still can’t accept it, that he moved on..a long time ago..

It’s really over.

Where I think about everything, look back on what I have done in life.

And it makes me sad. It is crazy how I can still care about someone so much when they obviously dont care about me at all, and it makes me just want to cry. How can you love someone so much, and them just not care? How can someone have so much of you, that you can’t be truely happy with someone else. Why does it hurt so much, yet I cant let go. I’m so stupid.

Why are people so mean, and treat people who have obviously let them into their life, like crap. What makes them decide, “oh. this is okay, I am just gonna treat this person like shit, and make everyone think she is a bitch.” Uhm HELL no, thats not how it goes, and thats not how you treat my bestfirend. So hop off.

It’s just one of those nights, where I am upset. Great.

I am so sick of my friends. They all suck so much. They wonder why we want new friends, but do they ever look at how shitty they are? They ditch us for ugly girls, and they make ZERO effort to hang out with us. I am so fed up, to the point where if one of these so called “friends,” say anything to me, i might just explode in their face. SERIOUSLY. they need to rake a look, and a reality check, and make a few changes, cause i am SO done.