All I ever ask es from you, was support.
I guess it was just too much to ask for.
Its like when You fall in love, you’re supposed to feel in love, not like crap. Why do you make me feel like shit? No, why do I feel this way around you… When you ignore me… When you are not around?
I just wanna eat lots of chocolate. And cheese. And live happily ever after.
What if all of This is just a big bad joke life is playing me?
How the hell do you fix a broken heart, when the one with the knowledge (and feelings) to do it, is the one who broke it on the first place?
What a silly question for this silly girl.