I made one little fucking mistake, and it ruins the best relationship I’ve ever had..the only real one I’ve ever had. I just want to go back to that Saturday and change my mind, tell myself ‘fuck those people, I’m gonna hang with you’. But it didn’t happen that way, I went, got shitfaced, and accidentally blew you off. You got pissed, then depressed, then you at least Acted like it was better. Then you end things out of nowhere…through fucking facebook chat, how low can you get? I realize it’s my fault but come on, at least a call or something. Now I realize it’s probably better that you’re not in my life anymore cuz you’re psychotic, demanding, and never showed me any love, but I still love you, and I still want you. I wanted soo much to walk with you and kiss you goodbye today like I used to, but instead we didn’t even look at each other.. I don’t even know anymore. I think I just want a happy relationship in general, I’m not sure I even care if it’s with you or not. Oh well… You called me an alcoholic so now I’m gonna live up to your expectations every weekend basically so I can have fun, instead of doing nothing all weekend like you.
