I really just feel the need to have someone there; someone who I could go to for anything; someone who I wont second guess about talking to; someone who I can completely confide in and not worry about getting a bias opinion. But until my trust issues are solved and I feel real happiness, then I guess it’s just me against the world.
Fuck that douche bag. We talk about getting back together and when I finally agree, he tells me to not be mad because he is already dating someone else because I told him I “didn’t like him” and says he doesn’t really care about her and that he doesn’t even know her. Well your dating her so obviously your over me and this last year was a joke. Don’t claim to love me and care about me. Your a dumb cunt and you broke my heart. Go. Fuck. Yourself.
