I should have known things wouldn't have ended any differently than they always do. I should have known you would be the same as everyone else, no matter how different you seemed. I should have know that I'd never be good enough for you, because you were better than everyone else, and I wasn't even enough for them. It feels like a piece of my chest was ripped out and stomped on, then set on fire and left to burn. Ohai, did I mention I'm a super-emo? Whatever.
Either way, I guess the idea of this stupid blog post is that nothing matters anymore and to tell you that I'm glad no one follows my stupid thoughts on this website or any other because the thoughts and the the feelings and the bullshit just doesn't matter. I'm sorry I wasted your time, I guess, even though you say you don't feel like it was wasted. And I guess, in a way, I'm sorry I let you take up so much of mine, because apparently nothing was going to work out, no matter who I was or what I did. I clearly wasn't good enough from the start.
I should have known that I was the one that was going to get hurt, get left behind. I should have thought that I was going to get ditched, when everything you go to now, she'll be there, so I feel like I can't go... I really want to tell you to go fuck yourself, but I made a promise to be here for you, and goddamnit, I keep promises.
I miss my dog, she was my only real friend...
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