Too much said.

The kind of feeling that I wish would go away, because it’s all I’ve been thinking about. But it’s gotten to the point where I just can’t bottle it up anymore. You’ve gotten to the point where you just don’t appreciate anything, and I am not letting you take me for granted. The rumors, it’s all true, I just kept trying to prove others wrong. So, go ahead guys, say it. I told you so.

I’ve been trying to keep my head held high, but that just won’t happen anymore. One of these days, I’ll break down. You’re old enough to control your responsibility, too bad I don’t see any coming from you. I told myself, I am no longer to butt in to your actions, because you’re old enough to make your own decisions. I’m sorry for always telling you from right and wrong, and that’s my mistake. Because whether I said things or not, it didn’t matter. My words didn’t matter, and either do they matter now.

So this blog, it’s to tell you that I’ve given up. I never would’ve thought I’d come to those words with you, but the time has come. I can’t take all of this anymore, it’s got to change. I try, I meet you more than half way, what else do you really expect out of me? I’ve given it your way, I’ve forgiven you countless times, I give up now. Maybe once you realize, you’ll miss me. Your loss, not mine.

*I’m sorry if I’m coming off bitchy, it’s the truth.