moved.
Dearest Diary,

You message my boyfriend, telling him how he doesn’t care about me. But you two don’t care about me in the SLIGHTEST bit, so why the fuck do you feel the need to be concerned about whether or not he cares about me? If you were really so concerned, why not talk to me? I don’t think you are concerned! You just want to harass my boyfriend and I.

Why the hell are you two so focused on fucking with my life? Because “I brought it on myself”? I haven’t talked to either of you in four fucking months! Please tell me what I did to cause you both to go into this psychotic fit of nonsense. Because if you’re still mad about the conservation trip, it WAS an accident! I thought you went with the float, everyone thought you went with the float! What was I suppose to do? I couldn’t just wait forever, I had no idea where the next stop was! And I didn’t even want you in my car, it’s why I didn’t offer you the damn ride, I didn’t want to fight.. I just wanted to enjoy the day.

Asking people for my number? If you two intended to do good with my number, you would ask me for it, that tells me you have the foulest intentions. You don’t need my number. I don’t contact you, so don’t contact me.

And you, claiming I wasn’t just a piece of ass. You’re a damn liar. Because if you cared about me in the slightest, you would let me be happy. I’ve done you that kindness, give me the same benefit. And don’t pretend I haven’t, I shut you out of my life, ignored you and pretended to hate your existence (though your actions certainly make that hate much more real), for the benefit of your relationship. I didn’t want to lose our friendship, but we couldn’t be friends and your relationship work out. AND this is how you repay me? Threaten to smash my car up and harass my boyfriend and I?

Do you want to push me over the edge? Is that what the whole point of this? To see me lose my mind? Just leave me alone. I’ve left you alone, I don’t know what more you want from me!

Dearest Diary,

As I wrap up transitioning to the new tumblr, I feel a final post is required. And really, the only point is to address the individual that is the reason I felt I had to jump tumblrs. I change the url and he still found it, hopefully a whole new tumblr will keep him at bay.

Without further adieu…. Dearest Him,

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Slowly creating a new tumblr.

I need my privacy back. I need to be able to write about my life outside tumblr without worrying about whether I’ll hear about it from someone in school.
I won’t post the link on here, for obvious reasons. But I will try to follow most ya’ll again. So just keep an eye on your followers this week and I’ll probably pop up again.

tastebones:

butterfinger clones

destinedtobe-me:

I have a really hard time believing anyone.