I used to be a good girl.

I skipped class today with him because I know he'll listen.

He listens, and talks and sometimes gives bad advice. But even if it's sucky, he tries so I give him points. He's not an asshole, he just has no off button.

I broke up with him because he wasn't perfect. Everyone whispered in my ear 'You can do better, you can do better.' and on some disgusting sick level I know it's true. I hate how some people can be branded better than others. He pissed me off, he was too clingy, too annoying, too close to me for comfort.

And after spending three hours with him I'm brought back to where he and I used to be. I miss it. I hate myself for missing it. He said he was over me today. He said he was over everything and was ready to move on.

If he's fine....why aren't I?

and MEANWHILE

Why do guys think they can get away with constant bullshit!??!? I'm not saying all guys of douchefucks but oh my god; there's this one guy that I could rip his balls off right now and hang them as fuzzy dice on his locker. Don't fuck with my friends-- or I will fuck you up.