I wish i could put the things I felt into words. It would make it so much easier to write about it. I have managed to get it out to my friends when i just let my brain go, but even that doesn’t satisfy this nagging feeling in my heart.
I wish that everything could just melt away.
I wish that for once, things would turn out in a good way for me.
I wish that people of the opposite sex didn’t have such an influence on
how i’m feeling.
I wish that I could pour my heart out to you.
I wish that I could let you into my heart to show how much pain you’ve brought into my life. Maybe then you’d get why i can’t-it can’t-go back to how it was. You say you miss hanging out with us? Well maybe you should have thought about that before you broke my heart. Both of you.
I wish that I didn’t have to take medications to make myself feel better.
I wish that you get why I am so easily aggrivated by you. I don’t think that i ever want to drink thanks to you. It just doesn’t appeal to me and i don’t want to treat my children that way. I wish you understood that you have money problems. Just because i’ve gotten paid three times doesn’t mean that i can afford to pay for EVERYTHING. Sure some stuff, but not all. You get 750 fucking bucks a month for me ALONE. Plus more. But what do i get from that? Its supposed to pay for clothing, shoes, the things i need. I had to save up my money for all of the things i have bought recently. Maybe if you didn’t go out and drink so much i would understand. But instead you say you can’t afford it and then go get drinks with friends; go to california; go skiing. I don’t understand. And i’m very close to snapping. Its coming soon. I wish you knew how many times you have brought me to tears.
I wish that you knew how much I care and need to know that you do too. I need to know how you feel because it is
I wish I could be a better friend…I feel like I’m not a very good one sometimes. I’m sorry guys. D=
I wish that the world could be simple like elementary school again.
I wish I knew my point in this world, because I honostly feel like my existance doesn’t make a difference.
I wish i had the guts to tell you what I did. I’m too scared; i try to let it go.
I wish i didn’t want to do it again.
I wish that if i did, i had the guts to just get it done.
I wish it could all be okay again.
Make a wish.