I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on. I will move on.

That’s the motto.

To all the people I said that I was over him.

Be realistic here. It’s obvious I was just in denial. It’s hard letting go of someone who meant so much to you. Letting go of the playful relationship and having the best of memories with them. It’s hard letting go and moving on from that, because you want it back. Where you’d just do anything to be in their life. Anything to win their heart back. As stupid as this may sound. I’m still waiting, and I want to wait, no matter how hard it is, and no matter how many heart breaks I have to go through, I always think there’s a second chance. I always think there’s still hope. There’s not a day where I don’t think about you. The fact that we’re not even friends kills me. But it’s great as well that we’re not friends, because I want something more. I always wonder if I cross your mind, if I’m still the girl you’re thinking of. I always try to get close to you so I could talk to you, but then, we don’t acknowledged the presents of each other. It hurts, I really fell hard for you, I can’t get back up and move on from you. I just can’t. 

This is insane..I am about to snap.

As much as I’m happy on the outside, I’m dying on the inside..All these thoughts wander around in my head all day. Do you ever think of me? What do you feel when you look at me? Do you still love me? Idk. I feel like there’s something there. That’s probably the reason why I can’t let go. I shed tears every single night. Sometimes it’s a little. Sometimes it’s a lot. I just want things to be better already. Like we promised they would..

Just hearing your voice made me miss you. Since it was directed to me, it made me miss you even more. Why do you have the power to do that? -__-

(via hamsuplow)

You were never a true friend. Fuck you and all the bullshit you’ve given me in this past year or so.

Happy Birthday Dad!

I know I’m not the best daughter you could ever have, but I want to let you know that you mean the world to me. Thank you for always forgiving me for every wrong thing that I’ve done. Thank you for convincing mom to always let me go out to places. I appreciate all the times when you’ve given me money when that money was all you had. I love you so much and I would hate to even think of that day when you’re up in the heavens. I hope you have such a wonderful birthday and enjoy every single bit of it. I hope that from now on, you’ll see that I’m trying-trying to change what’s wrong with me. I’ll try really hard to make you happy and not yell all the time. Thank you for just being my dad. Happy birthday<3