dude. this is probably not the best thing but…
shit. i miss you. what the fuck, why? all you ever did was blame me for every single shitty thing in our relationship. i loved you so much, i don’t even know if your love compared because it sure as hell didn’t seem like it. the days i didn’t text you first i literally waited all day for you to text me. when you went to your fucking dads house in north carolina i fucking waited for you all damn summer. i was so miserable all i wanted was for you to be back in washington with me. that probably fucked a lot of shit up between us in all honesty. shit. i still cannot get over the fact that i waited for you! and then you left me! or i left you or what the fuck even happened max i don’t fucking know. why the hell did you always bite me even after i told you it hurt. why the fuck did you come spend the night with me all the fucking time. why did you ALWAYS get mad at me? why the hell did i pretend it was me doing the wrong thing all the time! why did i spend so many nights crying over you why am i still fucking crying. why don’t we talk anymore why the fuck should we. why should i waste my time it’s because i miss you. why did i write so much stuff about you in my journals and random papers. why did i fall in love with you. why did i love you….why do i? wait, do i? i don’t know i’m so fucking confused. damn sometimes i do so good and then theres days where you just come back in my mind like its fucking okay to do. no, go away. why didn’t you text me back the million times i text you the first time we broke up? why did you text me two fucking months later and tell me you miss me? why did you wait? why didn’t we fix it. why did i walk away from you the last time we were together. why didn’t i just let you go eat lunch with your damn friends. why didn’t you text me ever again? why am i writing this. i have so many questions for you, i don’t know if i even wanna know. why did you go back to her? do you still think about me? do you miss having sex? kinda awk for tumblr but i do. do you miss being my boyfriend? i miss you. why the fuck do i miss you.
