Damian. 16. Music<3. Skateboarding<3. Life... Questions? ask them.
“Now and then I think of when we were together
Like when you said you felt so happy you could die
Told myself that you were right for me
But felt so lonely in your company
But that was love and it’s an ache I still remember
You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness
Like resignation to the end
Always the end
So when we found that we could not make sense
Well you said that we would still be friends
But I’ll admit that I was glad it was over
But you didn’t have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened
And that we were nothing
And I don’t even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger
And that feels so rough
And you didn’t have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records
And then change your number
I guess that I don’t need that though
Now you’re just somebody that I used to know
Now you’re just somebody that I used to know
Now you’re just somebody that I used to know
Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over
But had me believing it was always something that I’d done
And I don’t wanna live that way
Reading into every word you say
You said that you could let it go
And I wouldn’t catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know…
But you didn’t have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened
And that we were nothing
And I don’t even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger
And that feels so rough
And you didn’t have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records
And then change your number
I guess that I don’t need that though
Now you’re just somebody that I used to know
I used to know
That I used to know
Somebody…”
Somebody i used to know… And that’s just it. ^
I learned my lesson. Karma will teach you yours.
Why i dont use tumblr anymore? Because it’s pointless to me now. Only reason i’ll go on here is to see how a certain someone is. And everytime i go on to see it it just pisses me off after being lied too. You know? I find it really funny in a way. I have since it ended. Because now i see what i should of from the start. You’re a liar. And at least i wont have to live with that, and you will. Good luck by the way. Im sure you know who you are. And im sure you dont give a fuck about what i have to say either. So i wont say a thing about it. But i hope i left you wondering, just like you left me. I still sometimes wonder how you can live with yourself. I mean, its different from my eyes im sure. Because, i know how i felt/feel about it and you didnt/dont know a thing. but still… and I kind of go off the “if you want to talk to me, or if you wonder how i am, or if you had a question then they would ask”… have you? no. have you tried “staying good friends with me?” no. you havent tried talking to me once. That’s fine. I now know what i need to know. Lets go our seperate ways. Lets never speak of it again. Infact, I try to not even think of it. It got better over time, ill tell you that much. woo! Although i question if you even wonder what was inside my notes that i never gave you, probably not… But i still find myself thinking about you on occasion like right now! then i went on here and saw that well, you’re still a liar. And you still dont know a thing. But, you dont care soooo yeah… done for now. I’ll say shit when i want too. If i want too.
;)
OH! and just to clerify something, i didnt “walk away”, you let me go.
