dear followers.
due to the amount of bad memories on this tumblr, i have decided tro make a new tumblr. fresh start and all that! please continue to follow me (minus my emo posts!)
www.cocainenightmaresx.tumblr.com
thanks & big love!
lisa
xox
JARED LETO! :)
VOCALIST OF 30 SECONDS TO MARS.
i prefer him when he looked like this .. the guyliner and goth look was just .. no.
i knew it, i fucking knew it. i just chose not to believe it.
all that time spent together over xmas, not talking to me til like 5pm and telling me she’d been in your bed - all innocent? ha my arse.
but let me guess, im making it up, jumping to conclusions? lol.
rushing to see her before and straight after i was there? oh i wonder why.
fucking her all along, no doubt. you stupid, stupid boy.
i mean, my uncle died around that time and i was gutted, and you? were too busy shagging your little friend. how scummy. caught red handed, idiot.
its fine, youll get whats coming to you, and thats not a threat, or an exaggeration .. that, my friend, is a fucking promise.
karmas a bitch babes.
now, crunk time. excuse me while i go get off my fucking face ;)
SCUMBAG.
finding a picture of my ex boyfriend fullscale snogging his female ‘friend’ at xmas, while we were together?
HA.
once a cheater, always a cheater eh?
prick.
oh, you’ll get whats coming to you, sunshine ;)
ugh.
valentines days coming up.
okay if you have a boyfriend ..
shit if youre single.
especially newly single.
more salt in the wounds.
my girlfriend dressed up for me last night. im telling you, theres nothing hotter than a girl in a basketball shirt and heels.
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um, yes stephen, there is, its called a girl in a football shirt and heels! oh memories. |
I need one of those cuddles, the ones I love that make me feel so secure .. I really need one. Wrapped up as if I’d never be let go.
Stupid today.
Stupid texts.
Stupid me.
“i love you, you know that? much more than you could ever understand <3”
Okay so, this had to be done eventually ..
I had to turn on my old phone, the one I had over xmas and face the text messages on it. About 200 of them, all from him.
Each one was like a bullet, seriously. Just little I love you, I miss you, I’m thinking of you ones .. What it was like before all those big arguments.
Long texts too, rattling on about how he feels about me, long forgotten feelings now. Even the dirty ones, haha!
What’s strange is, the messages are mostly happy. No bickering, arguing, snide comments, because we did get along for a good few weeks without arguing, believe it or not!
The texts were such a reminder, I’d forgotten how we used to like, be towards each other? It makes me sad, because we don’t have that anymore, we lost it the weekend of all the arguing.
I wish I could forward him them all, haha, make him remember how it used to feel. Its surprising, for someone who has now decided they were never in love with me, he spent a lot of time telling me he was, like the text above. And many others, telling me he was in love with me, much more than I realised, lots of little random ‘I love you’ texts.
Silly me for believing him.
Ugh, stupid texts.
