The 2nd Forgotten Journey

Truth #4- May 8th, 7:56pm

Wed, 09 May 2012 19:57:57 -0400

“I’m just so angry right now, stress from the last two weeks has just built up”.

Yeah, i’ve been freaking out over anger lately. And I cried today. Not well.

Truth #3- May 8th, 2012 7am- 10pm

Tue, 08 May 2012 22:26:14 -0400

Liar- “It’s not like you ever gave a shit about me”.

NO, FUCK YOU. I’VE BEEN WITH YOU ALL THIS FUCKING TIME. YOU RUIN MY LIFE, YET I’VE ALWAYS BEEN THERE. FUCK YOU.

Ex- “Fuck off”.

You were the last person I thought would tell me that.. I made a mistake.. and now you’re the last person I trust, and you just walk out. Just like that.

Truth #2- May 7th, 2012 7:40am - 2:20pm

Mon, 07 May 2012 21:30:00 -0400

Me / Friends- “So are you or are you not going out with her”.

Liar- “Nope. It was just a joke”.

[Later]

-Ex walks up to me-

Ex- “So what happened earlier? I heard you hate me and don’t want to talk to me?”

Me- “… What? No, I don’t. Well (liar) told me that you guys going out was a joke”.

-Ex looks hurt by the end of sentence-

Me- “Well you aren’t… are you?”

Ex- “Well.. we are…”

[Ex texts liar]

Ex- “So I heard that us going out was a joke”.

Liar- “Noppers they just heard me wrong”.

Me / Friends - ” Are you or are you not going out with her!”

Liar- “I don’t know. I’m testing the waters”.

[Ex tells me and shows me the texts how the liar called me many names, including a liar and a hoe].

Me- “Wow.. she hates me..”

Lie #4- May 7th, 2012 6:00pm-8:30pm

Mon, 07 May 2012 21:11:39 -0400

“Are you upset?”

Me- “No”.

Actually. I’m fucking freaking out from all the shit that has already happened today. Playing this only adds more.

Coach- “I didn’t know you wanted to play. I thought you just wanted to be team manager”.

Me- “Oh yeah sue that’s fine it doesn’t matter”.

No. Fuck you. I only joined because I wanted to play. Or, you know, just practicing every day is fun too. Not.

Truth #1- May 6th, 2012 8:12pm

Sun, 06 May 2012 20:14:16 -0400

In my own mind-

“The past fucking hurts.

I hate fucking thinking about it, it tears me apart inside. How the fuck would anyone expect me to exlain it.

I made fucking mistakes. I never trusted anyone; I guess that’s just why it’s so hard for me now”.

And I wonder why i’m loosing a battle with myself.

Lie #3- May 5th, 2012 9:54pm

Sat, 05 May 2012 21:53:00 -0400

“I’ll be fine”.

”I’m happy for you guys”.

You know what, fuck you too. You fucking lead me on.

Lie #2- May 4th, 3:00pm - 7:00pm

Sat, 05 May 2012 12:32:38 -0400

“I didn’t do shit”.

“I don’t need help”.

“I don’t know why”.

The truth was I was actually going to tell someone.

Fact was, I was freaking the fuck out, I was as scared as hell.

Lie #1- May 3rd, 2012

Thu, 03 May 2012 20:43:09 -0400

“What are those?”

Me- “Cats scratches”.

Every time a new “cat scratch” appears, people are like, “Wow! Your cat must hate you!”

I’m just sitting there nodding.