trying to finish an essay thats due tomorrow more like
Apparently, I fought well.
Today is the day. September 22nd, 2014. I’m done. I’m going to start letting go and washing you out of my veins, just like you’ve already done. You want me to give up on you? Fine. I’ll give up.
I’m gonna do things for me. I’m going to be loved in a way that I deserve, want and choose, not what you decide to give me. I found someone who makes me happy.
But it’s not just her. I want to make me happy. I deserve better than how you treat me.
So look. I’m changing. I’m stronger. And I’m going to keep changing and getting better. I’m over you and how you treat me.