I'm kind of done with this..
it seriously gets on my nerves.
Why did i even think in that direction.
like why?!
to think that i even thought it might work out.
Obviously, what I say is of no importance.
Yet all this time i have been feeding the idea,
making it grow to a huge balloon.
Feeding it like a mother stuffing her overweight child with coconut oil.
okay that's kind of scary.
but you get the idea.
Rebekah,
you need to stop it right now.
and like wake up from your dream.
*thinks about inception*
I need to stop getting so affected.
I need to stop giving attention.
I need to stop all this insanity.