She left me Wedsnesday night. Packed her bags and went with Adam.
Adam wasn't too happy either.
He kept whispering shit to her and then raising his voice and hitting the wall.
I've been doing nothing the past two days but drinking and crying.
I finally..finally had the girl of my dreams in my arms.
And she is gone now.
I feel so empty.
I hate to be the kind of person that bitches about their heartbreak but...but it just hurts so much...
She said there were things she had to do with her life and that I was holding her back.
That she needed a person who could do better than I could.
Everything she said was so..,needlessly...cruel.
She said things, made fun of insecurities of mine. Even told me how she fucked multiple guys behind my back...But what annoys me What REALLY pisses me off. is how she had the gall to fucking CRY through every sentence. Like she was so sad that she had to be a cheating bitch.
She hurt me more than any person ever has.
I just..
...
She left her kit here. This disgusting fucking drug. This cause of all my grief. This fucking oozing pile of shit.
What's the appeal of it even?
What does it do?
I'm half tempted to..
meh I'm not drunk enough yet.