I texted you just now so you wouldn’t have to have everyone read it here, but your being a drama queen and won’t respond. My plan was NEVER to attack you Tyson. From the moment I left I told you I would always love you. But you pushed, and you pushed, and your STILL pushing to the point where I can’t even think about you. Don’t try and scare me by saying “I’m sorry about the things I never told you.” I know what you’ve done. I know everything Tyson. Your a pathological liar and you cheated with, everyone. I just don’t care anymore…at all. So keep attacking me on the internet, it won’t do anything for you. I’m done living in fear of you, you made the decision, the night we ended it you hooked up with someone else. Don’t tell me you tried to reach for me. That’s a lie. I am done with the drama. I don’t need to call you names, I don’t talk shit about you, I don’t ever post anything on the internet about you. Just stop, please Tyson. Or reblog this and say some other things that could keep this going. We could go all night putting useless drama on our friends’ dashboards. Just stop. Move along with this girl your talking about. She seems great for you. Stop.
Its not a question of who you are, its a question of who you are turning into. This new ‘thing’ with how you talk, and how you act is getting mildly ridiculous, you should at least speak like a competent human, not trash, your better than that. You spent years showing me you were an amazing person, and now I’m starting to second guess everything you have ever said, written, or shown me. I believe this is who you are now, and that’s mildly depressing in many ways. I held on way to long, and its was useless, I should have left your hand where you put it on that rainy day, but no. I kept reaching for it, trying to touch the very tips of your fingers at least, but I didn’t get anywhere near them, and only burned myself trying. I know I’m a bad person, and I will totally admit it, and your not the only one that thinks so, I do as well. So calling me an ‘asshole’ or a ‘dirty bastard’ is just reinforcing what I have known all my life. All I can say is that I’m trying. Schoolwise, musicwise, jobwise, and socialwise, but thats not enough for you. You needed the parties, the boys, and that wicked sun. Well, you have it now, and no one can take it from you. I wish you the best of luck, and I apologize for all the things I did that I never told you. Take care.
Tyson don’t talk to me over the internet. Are you kidding me? Pick up your phone and be respectful if you have something to say to me. The only time I say anything to you about you being a bad person is when you act like one, which is 99.999% of the time now. It’s shitty that you want this to be public now. None of our friends want to see this. Don’t call me “You” because you know me better than that. Don’t tell me to “Take care” because everyone here knows you love me. You should be sorry for the things you’ve done. Don’t do this again.
talking shit about me on your little blog won’t help you forget me. Your world knows how you really feel.
On a much more important note, this weekend was really, really fun. And so.. liberating, I guess you could say. I love my people :) Now I’m just gunna get through this week (bring my grades up :x) and work for the weekend. I can’t wait for halloween!
You like showers better than bubble baths. You cannot stand pop music. You have a sister. You are an only child. You have brown hair. You have blonde hair. You have red hair. You have glasses. You wear contacts. You like TV more than movies. You don’t talk on the phone often. You like to shop. You like emo music. You are tall. You are short. You are average height. You have long hair. You have medium length hair. You have short hair. You use AIM.
You use Yahoo IM. You have more than 3 pets. You like sush i. You are on a diet. You live in New York. You live in California. You live in Texas. You are currently on the second floor of your house. (dorm) You have a small room. You are in high school. You have 1 little brother. You have an older brother. You are allergic to something. You have a boyfriend/girlfriend. You have a current crush. You have many crushes. You have been kissed. You laugh a lot. You have lots of friends. You are lonely.(isn’teveryone?) You are depressed. You are listening to music. You are doing homework. You have school tomorrow. You are sick. You hate your teacher. You think your teacher is OK. There is drama in your school, constantly. You are wearing sweat pants. You are wearing socks. You are wearing a T shirt. You have lost a loved one. You hate your school. You love your school. You can live with your school, for now. You have been picked on. You have been yelled at. You have gotten in a fight. You have said a bad word. You shop at Abercrombie and Fitch. You play basketball. You play softball. You play baseball. You play soccer. You play football. You like the New England Patriots. You like the Indianapolis Colts. You like the Pittsburgh Steelers. You like the Green Bay Packers. You like the Detroit Pistons. You like the Miami Heat. You like the Los Angeles Lakers. You like the Cleveland Cavaliers. You hate sports. You get manicures. You shop at Pac Sun. You go to the mall a lot. You are close with your family. You never fight with your parents. You have been grounded. You have driven a car. You are listening to your ipod. You are watching TV. You are watching a movie. You are listening to the radio. You are singing. You are happy. You are sad. You are blah. You are anxious. You are about to go somewhere. You haven’t been out of your house for over 3 days. Someone besides you is in the same room with you. You love your natural hair. You hate your eye color. You wish you were never born. You write your own songs. You write books. You hate to write. You hate your hometown. You love your hometown. You are smart. You are average. You are dumb. You get good grades. You enjoy having people at your house. You love going to the movies with a lot of people. You like to go bowling with your friends. You have ice-skated before. You like popsicles. You think Vanilla is better than Chocolate
I’ve never watched Twilight I have drunk alcohol I have tried smoking I read a lot I’ve been in a car crash I’ve thought someone was in my house at night I would change over 5 things about my body I know all the words to ‘Hit Me Baby One More Time’ I’ve lied to my best friend I’ve pretended to like something to fit in I’ve dyed my hair I’ve wished a family member ill I’ve hit someone I have read all the Harry Potters I know all the words to Mean Girls I’ve pretended to like something in order to talk to a boy I’ve been abroad I don’t want to be a photographer I own skinny jeans I like tea I hardly ever wear makeup I wish I could sing I am happy with my body I wish I was older I’ve done an all nighter I’ve woken up and couldn’t remember the night before I have a scar that i don’t know where its from I really like buying stationary I have had the same phone for over a year I have broken something in a shop I like coffee I collect something I wish I wasn’t so restricted I’ve stolen sweets I’ve cried so much its hurt I have tried to lose weight I have tried to call with my remote control I like tinned fruit I’m addicted to the internet I like compliments I’m easily persuaded I think my friends hate me at times Or all the time I own more than one pair of trainers I prefer morning to night Lord of the Rings IS cool I like // love someone They don’t like me I show emotion too much I cant be without my phone
I’m actually going to participate in this. Now I have a question for all of you…What do you think I should dress up as? At first I was thinking the patient, but that’s a little too original I think. My favored option right now is the girl from the “Deadwood” t-shirt. I’ll think about it a little more I suppose. Tell me what you think!
you and Joe should dress up and re-create the 3 Cheers album cover.