Hug please?
How is it fair that I should be punished for being hurt when someone tells me that they do not care about me? It isn't fair that's why, but apparently I must sit back and take it. It's because they know I love them, I need them, so they hurt me on purpose, they feel like they have power over me.
Like how thy made up an email just to go out tonight. I searched it, every part, the email, and I know it's fake. Not only because of how suspicious the email is, that I know they know someone by that name, but the company doesn't even work anywhere in their country, and I've searched more, they don't hire people outside of it, at all. As well as the layout of the email, the title and so forth. I've had a lot of emails, job emails, so I know the difference.
I feel like I'm worthless. They left when I said I needed them. They left when I apologised for not being okay with being told I am nothing. They do not even care if I am alive or not. But they're like a drug, they know that, that' why they play with my head, mess with me, because I need them. No matter what people say, to stay away, I can't. It's my own fault. I just need a friend to distract me, so some of that love I have for them I can replace with care for someone else. I think. Sigh.
How is it fair that I should be punished for being hurt when someone tells me that they do not care about me? It isn't fair that's why, but apparently I must sit back and take it. It's because they know I love them, I need them, so they hurt me on purpose, they feel like they have power over me.
Like how thy made up an email just to go out tonight. I searched it, every part, the email, and I know it's fake. Not only because of how suspicious the email is, that I know they know someone by that name, but the company doesn't even work anywhere in their country, and I've searched more, they don't hire people outside of it, at all. As well as the layout of the email, the title and so forth. I've had a lot of emails, job emails, so I know the difference.
I feel like I'm worthless. They left when I said I needed them. They left when I apologised for not being okay with being told I am nothing. They do not even care if I am alive or not. But they're like a drug, they know that, that' why they play with my head, mess with me, because I need them. No matter what people say, to stay away, I can't. It's my own fault. I just need a friend to distract me, so some of that love I have for them I can replace with care for someone else. I think. Sigh.