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29372.) I love you so much already..why do you go from talking to me like I’m your whole world to not talking to me for days? You’re messing with my head…yet I still love you. Just hold on to me, I’ll build you a world.
Most creative idea ever in case your camera is stolen/lost.
instant reblog. forever.
hmmm..
idk if its safe or not. but i downloaded your mix into my zune
just to keep you around with me.
even if you don’t want to.
just saying
*jackie stop bitching
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Sam: No, you listen. You turned out to be exactly who I thought you were. I never pretended to be somebody else. It’s been me all along. And it was me who was hurt in front of everybody. Look, I didn’t come here to yell at you, okay? I came to tell you that I know what it feels like to be afraid to show who you are. I was, but I’m not anymore. And the thing is, I really don’t care what people think about me… because I believe in myself. And I know that things are gonna be okay. But even though I have no family, and no job, and no money for college… it’s you that I feel sorry for.
David: Heads up! Yo, five minutes. Austin: I’m coming!
Sam: I know that guy that sent those emails is somewhere inside of you, but I can’t wait for him… because waiting for you is like waiting for rain in this drought. Useless and disappointing.
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Reblog this if you were part of the beautiful world of Tumblr before 7/22/10 the date of when Tumblr became exposed to the world..
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why can’t something just go my way for once
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what really happened was….
obviously, i don’t know if it’s a good idea or not. all i know is…i don’t know what to do anymore…
the only person that believes in me now a days is my biffle and “mom” , stephanie.
probably…the only person that has made me feel a bit better all day.
i completely understand.
i know i’m complicated.
but … i just want to talk and tell you somethings so it can become clear and it won’t bother me again.
obviously, i know that the outcome can be either good or bad…hopefully good.
yes.i still care.
yes , im still in lesbians with you.
but since…you won’t listen to me.
i think (hope) you will follow this blog too and read this post too…
this past weekend wasn’t the greatest. i don’t even know how many times i apoligized to angel. for ignorance and being a fucking whiny bitch, i could of gone and had fun and made new memories with a VERY close friend. a friend that knows im such a great person compared to everyone else around him.
Friday
i went to a friends house to help her on math and you didn’t leave my mind. i thought what you were up too. and thinking how dull your day must of been after i confronted you about something after school all because of a rumor.
hmph.
that there was my fault.
i should trust you and i shouldn’t give a shit about what anyone tells me. i should listen and be cool story bro and thats it. keepin it simple, cause everything else is complicated.
i don’t like fighting with you.and i especially don’t like being ignored. it makes me feel very small and useless.
Saturday
i woke up late. it was like 11:30.
i picked up my room a bit and took a shower and di my hair for my friends birthday party in miramar. i spent the majority of the day getting ready and with stephanie. and the whole time before that, i only thought about going to the park and meeting you there and seeing your bestfriend blow out his candles to wish upon his new year. but ofcourse, it went straight o the back of my head because i only thought negative. but i shook it off and thought of the party and just said im going to have a good time tog et my mind off of things.
Saturday Night
I get to miaramar.
Looking my bestest, well tried. i see all my friends and we all sat in a backyard that looked out to a lake in the dark. our only light was a small dim light they had on the back porch and tiki torches. i was just sitting there drinking coke and laughing while everyone did there thing.
then the bomb dropped.
a good one anyways…i guess.
just because i don’t want to make such a long story.
my friend johan told me some cheese.
i can’t explain much…..but when your ready to talk to me…i’ll tell you in a heart beat and show you ALL the text messages on it.
by the end of the night. i was happy. estactic really. to come home. and hope your online to talk to you.
all i could think was “wow! my boyfriend is fucking amazing! i can’t wait till monday. im gonna bake him brownies as a token of gratitude and look EXTRA pretty for him too”
but thus, your younger brother told me where you were and it made me alugh that you would lie and go off and do stuff.
i was angry and dissapointed but i knew i would get over it.
so i went to bed…
Sunday
left my house and spent it with ariana….
we talked.
and talked.
and talked…
and out of anger and out of trust and out of every promise..
i burned the first note you ever gave me.
and im sorry.
after there was only ashes…i only remembered every single word written and remembering my heart beating fast and feeling flustered when you gave it to me the first time…im so sorry. and for that. i know you’ll never forgive me…
your probably shaking your head or wanting to quit reading this but please….continue…
Monday/Today
i was ready
i was done
thats it.
but
i guess bestfriends do come handy eh?
i talked to angel and i told him and he pointed out something quite peculiar that i never thought of before…
“Remember…he’s only had a small amount of girlfriend. Obviously, your the nicest one..but he’s used to being free. and flirting and what not. he’s not used to being tied down. so if he ignores you…just let him. thats just eddie being eddie…
then the gears clicked.
hes right.
im being a stupid BITCH. and a jealous moron. and ugh everything else in the book.
it’s not fair.
i need to trust you.
i need to beleive you no matter what.
even if you DON’T tell me anything.
i waited for lunch to come around with high expectation you give me a chance to talk in our usual spot and then i show you the text messages and then say all i had to say and hopefully. make you smile and we hug and we on and about our buisness..
BUT
obviously…
it didn’t happen.
i went bakc to our spot and cried with ariana saying i don’t know what i do to deserve allll of this.
but then i thought…it is my fault. i just need to stop…right..now…lol
im sorry. i don’t how else to explain it.
i just need to wait and wait.
until (hopefully) you come around…..
i’ll wait…until your ready to talk to me.
or until your willing to waste a couple minutes to waste your breath on me…or atleast let me speak.
im so sorry , i don’t know what else to say.
:/
hopefully you read this.
i hope you do. if not….it’s gonna be here.
blah.
i still care. a lot. DESPITE what i say .lol. remember. when i stop caring. you’ll stop being around. same thing vice versa.
i promised you.
if your down, im down.
until you say stop.
5:07 p.m.
mood: apathetic and worried about my friends..
thank you for your time.
-jacqueline
