Shawty.
// On another note.//
Thank you for blowing me off, not trusting me, not believing me, making me feel used & not talking to me. (among other things)
This is not sarcasm. This is sincere. So, thank you. I don’t look at you or think about you and feel jealous. I’ve moved on. Finally.
Writing in this is mostly just for me. Actually, I hope nobody reads this. It just helps to clear my mind so I can sleep. Oh, and it helps me release any bottled up immaturity. That is all. Sleep time.
// This should be interesting.//
I forget how to date. Um, go on dates. Dates. Dating. All of the above.
Wish me luck?
let it ride,let it roll,
let it go.
