It’s always amazing when you can look at a picture of your ex, that you were with less then a month ago, and think.. I have no idea who you are anymore
Here we are now everything’s about to change
We face tomorrow as we say good bye to yesterday
A chapter ending but the story’s only just begun
A page is turning for everyone
So I’m moving on, letting go
Holding on to tomorrow
I’ve always got, the memories
While I’m finding out who I’m gonna be
We might be apart but I hope you always know
You’ll be with me where I go
Stop calling me. If you want to talk to my dad you shouldn’t have left. Or maybe call him to talk. If he’s not picking up then oh well. Maybe now you’ll actually leave like you were suppose to do 11 months ago. Now I’m left cooking dinner for you even though i have no idea if your actually gonna be home or not, thanks a lot. I will never forgive you for any of the things you have done to me and my father you have officially burned all the bridges between us and they’re not ever getting rebuilt.
Happy fucking mothers day bitch