This is the 3rd time I've said that our story is over. I've told you that we shouldn't talk anymore, but that has never stopped you in the past. Will this be it? Will you never come back again? I hope so.
I guess God just had to give me one last temptation. Thankfully my friend snapped me back to reality....and now our story is over. For good, this time. I hope.
My plurks go all the way back to sophomore year. I'm a 1st year college student now... and I want different things now than I did back in highschool.....and that includes you. I don't want you anymore.
1 big fight and 10 months of no talking later... and I finally get what I've always wanted throughout highschool. But that's just it--- wantED. past-tense. All of this is just a little too late.