Bitches that believed the other post about my ex was the last post IS OFFICIALLY TROLLLED ! ;)

LOL sif it would be the last post. This is pretty sad, even though i know noone visits my blog and i still post things. Thats maybe because there is noone that goes on it thats why i post it here :) I like it here, where i express myself to every single detail possible knowing that i dont need to lie, fake, play any games or mindfucking.

This is what i've recently wrote on my tumblr : Breaks my heart to see when your friends say “with your girlfriend” and only to realise i was once the person they could have been talking about.

Yeah, im over him. Yet i still reminisce. The past and the present, they are all part of my life. It kills me inside to see that you are becoming what you use to be. I know im not any better because i do the same thing. Thats because i've given up on myself. You havent. You have a perfect life waiting ahead of you. Yet you flirt with every girl possible and starting to sound like the player you use to be. I dont wish for you to toy with someone else's feelings. I dont deny the fact that i am jealous. I have that messed up thought of not wanting you but not wanting you to like others either.

Boy, im fucked up now. I have no life. Im literally messing with another girl's man. Dont know how much longer i can keep my act up. But one things for sure, im not who i use to be and i dont want to go back. Because knowing the fact that im going to be the one who is going to be toyed with if i was to be the good old me, i might as well play the antagonist. Im the villain of my story, and as for my ending ? None of the bad guys get good endings. Im willing to face it, i deserve it. I fucked up and life didnt give me a second chance, neither did you.

Every single day you are on my mind, thats already shit. Whats even worse is that you are now creeping into my dreams and haunting me through the nights. I hate it. For all those that think i Bullshitted about the dreams, yeah it doesnt sound believable. But bitch i've reached the point beyond normality. I hate waking up to dreams with a happy ending with you. Hate, hate, hate, hate it. Why ? Because i wake up to loneliness. Knowing nobody out there is thinking about me, worrying about me, caring for me and/or loving me.

All i want to do now is start drinking, doing drugs and clubbing. I sound like a hk ? Come at me bro. Cause really, i dont give a fuck anymore.