So, I totally gave in and called her, she is amazing. I told her how I felt and how everything is my fault, because it really is and how lucky I was to have her because in truth no one else would tolerate me that long. She really gave me something so perfectly special that I'll never forget as long as I live. She kept talking about me finding someone else but it's always been just her and no one else, I don't want anyone else. I was cruel enough to make her endure me, I knew better. It was so so special and it makes me happy to think how she made me feel. I'm afraid to be alone without her, she is my world yet what I did, my selfishness, and mental issues did this. I ended it because simply I didn't know when to f*cking stop. I am so problematic and should most likely be medicated. I hate myself with a passion.
· Wed Feb 27, 2013 @ 05:07am · 0 Comments