I remember a time when
I was so happy.
I wasn't dealing with low self esteem or overthinking
things.
I was just happy.
I guess it is true,
"Ignorance is bliss"
I hate
feeling ignored.
I'm THAT girlfriend.
I begin to miss you too much,
If you don't reply to me I start thinking is something
wrong,
Then I start overthinking....
And everyone knows what happens when you
overthink.
"Is he with someone else?"
"Is he trying to play me?"
"Does he really care for me?"
"Is he even thinking about me?"
Don't you
just hate when people come into a room
when you're watching your favorite show
Then starts talking...
Like who tf raised you?
You are an animal,
Leave My Home. Now.
We are no longer friends.