I am starting to delete people on Facebook that I know have hurt me in my life, to a point that is significant enough, and I’m not doing this to be rude or a jerk that doesn’t forgive or someone who doesn’t give second chances.
I’m doing this because I’ve always found myself giving away these chances and trying so hard to give some of these people the time of day or a smile, but that was never enough for them to swallow their pride.
Quite frankly, we are growing up in this world together and we need to own up to our actions, by which, yes- I have fought with people. Yes, I have argued to the point where we go without speaking for days.
But out of all of those times that I’ve caused something like this, I’ve managed to give a heartfelt apology and mean it. Or I have tried mending the friendship as has the other person.
You don’t have to give your time of day to people who have always wanted to make you feel intimidated or worthless, and you don’t have to explain to them why you feel the way you feel or why you’re keeping them out of your life for good.
And you don’t have to be “friends” with them on Facebook just because you know them or they request to be your friend because if they’ve never treated you as an equal, then you’re just one more increasing digit on their friend count.
You’re worth much more than that. And something as little as deleting someone from Facebook can mean you’ve finally decided to give yourself the respect they never gave, and the respect that you deserve.
I still love you
no I don’t.
I’m so confused. why did this happen.
I want you to be happy. if this is what it takes then I’m okay with it. be happy. for me. please.
don’t you ever give up.
I kind of hate you for leaving me.
but I still love you.
I won’t look at you in person but I talk to you in my head
you’re a better listener this way.
maybe if I wasn’t so fucked up this wouldn’t have happened
no. it’s not my fault.
but it kind of is.
I hate this
I don’t know who I am without you.
why can’t things be like they were before
please come back to me. I need you. you need me.
we are so goddamn bad for each other it’s beautiful. I’m addicted to our heartbreak.
I went through our old messages. I cried because you promised to always be there. you lied.
you smiled at me in the hall today. i thought my chest was being ripped open
I’m glad you’re smiling though.