18 April 2012
When you said I love you to me I never thought it wouldn't mean anything to you but just sympathy. I'll never be good
enough to be your favorite or even consider your love. I thought once I met you my life would be perfect. Little did I know it would cause damage to myself and my mind. I love how you thought you could just show up and think i forgive you for all those years I prayed to god that you'd show up. Now I regret ever meeting you. Now all I have left if my sorrow and depression and anger towards you. It's okay though you'll get what you deserve one day.
Regret. • Opuss № I