You’re only going to care about me once I am dead..
We we’re once on top of the world. We we’re best friends, we could tell each other about everything. But things change I guess, we aren’t as close. It’s coming to a point that we don’t talk any more because it’s so uncomfortable. That makes me feel like complete and utter crap. I’m sorry if I did anything wrong but I honestly don’t know what. If you have a problem with me tell me because while you’re there back chatting me I sit in my bedroom alone and cry myself to sleep some nights. Seriously, what happened to our close friendship? Was it all just a load of bullshit or what? Did our friendship mean nothing to you?
oftroubledmindsandbeatinghearts:
Everyone in my class has started going to the gym and they’re all trying to eat healthy and a few girls actually lost weight over the holidays. I can’t wait to lose more than any of them though and for once be the one they ask how to lose weight and have them marvel at how I did it, because when they do I’m just going to sit there and smile, either that or tell them the same bullshit they told me, “just eat healthy and exercise it’s soooo easy!”
