It’s me, Jess. I’m sorry for everything. How I push you away when I get scared, how I complain and rant how I feel on my tumblr AKA MY DIARY, how I couldn’t be the best girlfriend for you and make you happy.
I had a lot of great times with you, and now I doubt I’ll ever forget you. We were supposed to grow old together, remember?
And I made a mistake, I realize that. But hey, I’m not the only one who has.
I was willing to fix us. I was fighting for us. But in the end? You left and now I’m not sure I want to be a part of this whole “life” thing. You were the best thing to ever happen to me and now that you’re gone? I have nothing to live for. You were my one thing to live for. You were my everything.
Maybe we’ll talk and maybe we won’t. It’s not up to me anymore, I’ve said all that I can but sadly, I don’t think I can change your mind and that kills me.
If you do decide you want to work things out like I suggested, you know where to find me. Maybe I’ll be there, maybe I won’t. I’m in too much pain right now.
I tried. I failed. I’m sorry.
|im pretty sure if i didnt have acne and grew a beard id be at least like 73% better looking just sayin|