20th july 2015

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I pick my poison and its you,nothing can kill me like you do...
Those were the words running through my head....

I have listened to all the love songs you can think of...and it still hurts,so much everytime i think of you...
   FUCK YOU...I HATE YOU!
Were actually the only words that escaped my mouth all the time,
Yet i knew that as much as i wanted this to be true deep down inside i still love you even after all that you have put me through...
Selena Gomez was right ..well i just finally figured out that truly the heart wants what it wants because i know that am supposed to hate you but am preety sure that if anything were to happen to you right now ...i would be worried...and the first person to call and ask if you are okay

I know,i dont get me either like Mark left me ,without saying Goodbye..and i still miss him even after giving my sweater to his girlfriend as a suveniour i still miss him...( sad indeed)

I mean can you even believe this...am meant to hate this nigga but am here crying,watching and listening to depressing music,yet you are somewhere happy that you are finally done with school...

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