Happy New Years

I no longer want to stay your secret. 8 months, I don't think I deserve to be hidden. It's sad that I've gotten used to hiding from people you know. I no longer want to do it. The excuse of shyness isn't so excusable anymore. I try not to think of it but it really seems as though you don't want people you know to see us together. Do I embarrass you? Is it embarrassing to be a normal couple? It's because you hide me that I have to deal with the guys calling you "sweet-thang" and "cutie". I never want to hear that kind of shit going on again. And I lied. It pisses me off as bad as always.

Hmm.

September 25.

I am taken

I want to be

your priority.

Happy birthday,

to Sarah and myself. I'm 18 now. I can legally buy my own cigarettes, watch porn, and club. Other than this, I hate being 18. I hated yesterday, I really fucking did. All of my posts are shitty and about you. Because nothing fucking matters but you.

To be honest, you really hurt me yesterday. Maybe it was my fault for having expectations, but it's not my fault I want to spend time with you. Birthday or not, I really look forward to seeing you and being with you. I wish you would try harder or at least show that you are. I always tell you that I believe everything you say but it's hard when you don't show me. You make me want to stop trying.