Venting
your hopeless and im freakin impossible, You dont understand
anything i tell you, And all i want is for you to tell me you
love me And when you do all i want is for you to stop because im
scared of losing you, Hopeless and Impossible Go hand and hand,
Hold my hand? please. Sorry if i pull away its just me being
impossible but i know youll be hopeless and think i want you to
grab my hand again, All i want is for you to fight for me. You
say something deep and its usaully scary, Which scares me
thinking you will kill yourself, if you did, I would have to kill
myself too, simply because i couldnt live without you, But im too
scared to kill myself, but i know you arnt, which is why im soo
scared. I love you. Im scared too love you though, Im scared to
care. Maybe youll read this one day. Maybe not. But I love you. I
promise. Hold my hand and we can jump off a bridge together.
Please stop cutting. Please please please. You look at your scars
in discust but you cant get rid of your scars if you keep
cutting. Gosh if anyone found my witty,I dont know what I would
do. Please dont tell anyone. Please, I wrote you a very long text
message last night. It was a letter, It was over 14 pages. It
wasnt even everything i want to tell you but cant. I guess im
impossible because i deleted it. I could never send it, just
writting it scared me. Im sitting here listening to weezer,
reading our conversations over and over again. I wake up
everymorning And cover my face in make up not because I think im
ugly [which i think i do] but because Im scared if i dont wear
make up you wont look at me, I want to die my hair black. You
like girls with black hair. but if I did you would know it was to
impress you and you probably never talk to me again. I try to
impress you alot, you know emily? you talk about how cool she is,
and shylynn and kaylee and alyssa and even jordan sometimes. I
wish you talked about me like that. If I had a penny for
everytime i thought of you i would be poor because you never
leave my mind, there for i would only have one penny. I met you
in seventh grade(: in tech ed. I hated that class lol! But you
were in it so it was okay, you made me that braclet. damn did i
love that thing, i wore it everyday, one day acaully recently i
took it off, because it started to rip. Im affraid it will brake.
And when it does, and you leave me, I will have nothing left of
you, there for i dont wear the braclet anymore, instead it sits
on my desk in my room so i can sit there and look at it, hold it
and cry, hold it and cut. Make me another braclet? please? you
probably wont ever read this. im scared ive lost you. if you kill
yourself, Take me down with you please, please please please.
You are my smurf.
I love you.
Forever<3