Update from last post.
I feel better now.
I really do.
I've thought about it a lot,
about that problem.

Here's a little something about me you should know:
I hate getting mad
I hate being mad
It makes me unhappy, and being mad at someone isn't really in my nature.
(unless of course its at a teacher ;) )

So, here's this.
I've said sorry to myself and to the Lord.
Sorry that I was mean and that I should have acted more mature and better.
I could have handled it better.
But he could have too.
We both messed up,
and all I want to be is like the friends we were before all of this mess started to happen.
THAT is what made me happy.
THAT is what I enjoyed.
 

{frustrations and venting}

There is this guy.
I'm not hurt anymore,
just angry.
SUPER angry.
at first I was like,
"oh, i guess it was just me"
then he strikes' again.
breaking another girls heart.

Someone hold my shirt tail,
or else i could go and beat him up.

I told you before in my other posts.
It's one thing to hurt me,
but it's a completely different thing when someone else gets hurt,
and it has to stop.

*sigh*
thank you, and have a good evening.