If a guy who knew everything about you didn’t care, who’s gonna? That’s what I’m afraid of. That I’m going to tell another guy everything about me and he’s going to act like he wants to know but then the time comes and he forgets everything and then one day, you’re nothing to him..Like I didn’t want to be nothing to him. I wanted to matter. I wanted to be important to him. Why didn’t I? Why wasn’t I? I want to know why. I want to know why I get to be so hurt and he’s fine. I still don’t know why. Maybe I’ll never know and it’s never going to be all right. God when will this feeling end? Please take away my memories God.
If Earl were never in my brain, I’d have enough room for all my classes in which I am failing in. I am failing almost all my classes..all but English. Idk what to blame. I’ve just been so out of my life this past year I’ve effed myself up so bad…
Latifa: لطيفة meaning delicate/kind in arabic.
Shaniqua: meaning ‘gift of god’, an african name.
Latoya: meaning ‘victorious’ and ‘worthy of praise’
Lakisha: also known as lakeisha, means ‘joyful, happy’
Latanya: also known as latanja which also means ‘worthy of praise’
Some of the names on this list have been made up, just to make a mockery out of us. These names are beautiful.
I can’t stop watching
you haven’t replied in three minutes what did i do why do you hate me
Nooo. I lasted almost two weeks without crying about you. Why am I crying now? Like I thought I was strong and then I thought about how you are probably talk-talking to another girl now. And now I’m just anutha nigga and how I’m just someone from the past and you probably forgot everything about me. And then I started thinking about how you don’t want me and how you didn’t an how much more I liked you and Idk I just started feeling hurt about it again and I thought I could handle this and I thought I was done but I’m not and you’re probably talking to another girl rn as I’m laying here, tumbling about you and crying over you. I really hate this because I wanted so bad to be done with this feeling but I guess I’m not because rn tears are streaming down my face just like how it used to be and I’m hurt all over again and I don’t even know what’s going to fix this feeling because now I know you’re not coming back even though right now I wish you would and I wish you’d say I miss you and I want to say I miss you too even though everyone else thinks I hate you but I don’t hate you I hate what you did to me. I hate that you hurt me. I hate that I met you and I wish so bad that I hadn’t talked to you last year and we’ve known each other for a year now and I hate it and I hate this year and I hate what i have become and I want to take it all back and start over. Please PLEASE God I want to wake up from this nightmare of a year. The worst year of my life. The year I lived and died the most. Oh God I wish so bad that I could do that. I don’t want to feel like this. I thought this feeling, this pain was gone. But it’s back. It haunts me. It won’t let me sleep. It whispers in my ear. It creeps up behind me. It consumes me then spits me out and leaves me to cry by myself. I couldn’t even breathe when Jess started talking about you yesterday. I put my head between my legs and screamed. I can’t take you. I want to let you go. I think I’m going to have to soon. I wanted to become friends, something again because I miss you so much. But I don’t think it is good for me. I can’t take it, knowing you. I want you gone from my memories. My life. Please go. Please be gone. Please…