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Friday, 30 September 2016

Wood.

So what could be worse? When your favorite person removes you from his snapchat, when your favorite person removes you from his life. Leme tell you what could be worse: he forgot to remove you from fb.

I can't see what he's doing anymore, and he's suddenly posting a photo in fb? Unusual, weird and why? Honestly I want to know everything, everything you're doing. But you shut me out so I could stop overthinking. It is working, and you threw a photo up there? Well my first thought was who were you with. Who else? Why should I be insecured having nothing to lose? I shouldn't. Thank god your friend asked it for me. I thank him.

I wonder if you wonder what I do. I wonder if you feel like looking at my snaps but knowing you couldn't cuz you deleted me. I wonder if you wonder whether I watch movies with friends, and with who.

Maybe if you delete me from fb, I'd finally become normal. Nah. I duno. You just frustrate me all the time whenever I see signs of you.

Do you know? You no longer give special notifications. It's just yellow vibrateless sound, like everybody else. You don't even notify me whenever your fb's updated. Why, because it sucks. It sucks knowing a tiny part pf what you're doing, and that's all, cuz I'm in no fking position to give shit bout anything else.

Yeah you should remove me. I will blame you. I'll probably cry for a few more days then get over it. Then that's it for you. You're done appearing in my life. I'll just hate you af for five minutes then cry then smile and say, screw it, you still text me anyway, randomly after I change fancy WA statuses. And at the end, I'll be waiting for your yellow ordinary notification, and always waiting like a piece of dead meat.

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