It’s summer. I haven’t seen you in 7 months. I miss you.
But you blow me off, yet again. By this time, I should be used to it.
It’s my mistake. It’s my fault for wanting to hang out with you.
I’m better of making an effort for those who actually deserve it.
Because you obviously don’t.
And you’re not even worth writing a decent post about.
(note: i admit i can be really clingy, sentimental, and annoying (to some degree), but i’m done apologizing for that. i’m just a bit hurt, but as i said, it’s all my fault, not yours. thanks for making me realize that what i’m doing is a waste of time. now i know. thank you.)