Exactly one year and seven days ago I started dating a boy.
Man I guess.
Almost two weeks ago, I failed that.
I'm such a kid.
I don't know what I want.
I fell in love, and I failed.
I wasted it.
I broke a heart.
Another heart.
Before I was talking about abusing the right to be hurt...
I abuse the right to be loved.
I take all the love I get, and I ignore it.
You can tell me all the wonderful things about me, and still, I will never be good enough to fully accept someone elses love.
I will reject it.
I know I'm crazy.
But, I keep proving it to myself.
I'm loosing me in all this mess.
I'm letting it roll off my shoulders and consume me all at the same time.
I'm a mess.
But, Fuck it Jami... You have drugs.
