Do you ever let one thing eat away at you? I do it all the time.
Last night I was single-minded to the point of recklessness
I let that one thing eat away at me and it made me so angry and sad and I just couldn't take it any more
and I did something reckless that I kind of regret now
And the funny thing was while I was going on my rampage I was thinking to myself "You're going to really regret this later" I was right
Good thing that thought stopped me from totally destroying everything.
What did you do? That's what you're wondering
I deleted someone completely from my phone, deleted all of our wall posts to eachother on facebook, even some pictures off of facebook, untagged myself in all the pictures of both of us on facebook, went through my photo album and threw away all the pictures of that person or pictures that reminded me of them.
I contemplated totally deleting them off my friend list and being done with it forever
I told you it was really reckless.
I don't think they even deserve it
I think this was the outcome of bottling my emotions up for years and never having the nerve to talk about what's bothering me
If I would talk to the person then they would know and would could talk it out but instead I kill myself inside with the idea that i don't even know if it's true.
I's like that line in the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants movie where Bridget talks about how she is singleminded to the point of recklessness
Also that line where she says she's obsessed and as we all know obsessed girls can not be held responsible for their actions
Although she left out the part about having to deal with the consequences
2 comments:
I did that with someone once. Okay, actually a couple times (the same person.) I've learned that most the time whatever it is we're thinking is because of the frenzied state of our mind... Just learn from my mistakes from now on. Its better to remain calm from the very beginning, because turning into a crazy person is really kind of stressful, and tiring. I sleep all the time. Except at night. Bleh.
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