One day, when I was feeling unworthy, Gilbert told me, “Why naman? Gurl you worthy coz you’ve been through so much.. Consider this as a reward from all the shit thats been messing with your life aight?” And I believed him. I believed that he was a blessing and he was with me because I deserved him.
But what does that imply now? Do I deserve all the pain as well? All that I’m STILL going through? Sometimes, he’s still a blessing. But nowadays, he’s more like the punishment I deserve. For what? I don’t know, but I obviously did something terribly wrong.
I find it rude when people doubt whether or not we were in love. You don’t know the whole story, so you can’t really say. You didn’t hear everything, not through my ears. And as for me, it’s been 6 months and I STILL feel like this. What the hell do you think?
Why do I still care when the thing I remember the most about you is how you broke my heart?
All because they do not wish to see anyone else suffer the way they do.
(Source: amypondes, via mitchellpritchett)
LOOK WHAT’S BACK ON MY DASH
REBLOGGING RIGHT THE FUCK NOW
I’VE BEEN LOOKING EVERYWHERE FOR THIS