I know who I am.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009 6:16 PM
I know that I'm a senseless hopeless romantic trying to get out of her ways. I believe in love more than anything. But I think I've reached to the point that I don't care anymore.
Its hard to fight my ways but once again I'm heartbroken. The difference? Its my birthday. I wish somone would have told me sooner that he thought I was ugly. Yeah it would save me the humiliation. Even if he's getting fond of me, I don't care, tell me these things so I can prevent from trying so fuckin' hard. I fuckin' wasted my money buying him a birthday gift and gave him my number.
Its my birthday, the mark of my new year and I say FUCK LOVE. Love is a lie. You'll never gonna get the one you want. I'm sick of crying about it. THIS FUCKIN' MODERN LOVE WASTES ME. The heart is the most wretched thing that I'll never trust. Love only exists in books, on numbered pages, no more and no less. I'm sorry for anyone that I made a believer in love. The only Love their is, is the Love for God and Jesus Christ. Amen.