||[May. 25th, 2013|10:33 pm]
Our Letters to the World
That's it. I'm done.
I know you say you miss me. You say you want me around, and that you want to hang out. Then you pull shit like this.
Sorry, M'dear. Actions speak far louder than words, and your's? Practically screaming you want nothing to do with me despite you saying otherwise. So, if you'll excuse me, I'll be taking my leave now.
Have a nice life,