bye

Fuck. That wasn’t an easy thing to do, but I keep telling myself the choices i’ve been making were the right ones to make.. Is it bitter to tell someone to just forget I exist. To forget what we had wasn’t real? I don’t feel like it is.. I feel hurt, I feel… I don’t know. I just feel like i’ve been fine and I don’t want the memory of us holding me back anymore. I want to move on. I hate loving you, I hate that you’re okay without me. If you’re okay being without someone you once pledged you LOVED too.. What the fuck? Then fine. You don’t need me in your life anymore. And i’m sure it isn’t hard to forget about me anyways. I’m a fucking ghost.

I’m bitter as fuck. It’s whatever, i’ll keep telling myself i’m making the right choices, because i’m sleeping easier at night and i’ve felt happier in my vessel as of late. 

Goodbye. Fair well. Good luck.

you will burn for me

you will sink in sorrow

you’re too late