Why in the world am i charging my blackberry again? oh, thats right. because Tiny Vessels played on my laptop when i put the itunes on shuffle and some part of me thought, “Hey! it would be an awesome idea to charge your old phone and read through the old, drunken and sober texts..” because you know.. that would be the most normal thing to do when you’re lonely. Not at all a way of self destruction/torture/whathaveyou.
But.. because.. you know, I am almost a month away from that whole situation (although him being out of sight doesn’t actually equal to him being out of my mind. le sigh.), i am.. I REALLY AM trying to let it go, this time instead of just reading through his texts, i will cite one by one why this guy deserves to be forgotten (not just because he is currently 8,000++ miles away)
And so lets start with:
“Hey, im having pizza, call me if you’re okay.”
- Why dont YOU call ME, douchebag. Also, why didnt you ask me what kind of pizza i want.. jerk!
“sorry i was si meuch deuck. but whayt was your pan?xX”
- sorry i sdfhsdfykargafayuwbvcsdkbva.
— i am having a really hard time looking for douchey texts now. this boy is such a sweetheart, i am fucking dying. :( —-
“let down addy”
- i honestly still dont know what this means. were you just asking me one final time to go down to your place? or were you actually asking me to put my guards down? idk. but everytime i think about it i feel bad. like.. like, i keep on depriving myself from getting what i really want. ugh. trust issues. jesus.
“fuck 2 days is nothing”
- i thought this was just sweet.
“sorry.” “im really sorry addy” “im sorry, how was your day?”
this is torture. this guy was such a sweetheart. going through his texts and remembering that time we spent together is killing me. this has been such a failure of a post.
ugh. this. hurts.
perfect balance of a douchebag and a nice guy.