My name is Chloe and I am an epic fail.
Mostly because I’ll never tell you how I feel but you’ll think I’m bluntly honest just because I say what I think. I suppose this is where I should tell you that what I think and how I feel are rarely the same things. I don’t like to be figured out and I’ll never want you to know that you may be my weakness in this world so instead I think I’ll just sit here and watch you walk away from me. I deserve it though and perhaps this is why or maybe its just is because I’m scared from all this thinking of what maybe could might happen if it fell apart (which is too late because it already did along time ago). I think though that the real bottom line reason is because I once upon a time thought I knew until one day I woke up and realized that you came in and rearanged everything and I was okay with it. Then you had to go away and now I feel sort of kind of a little bit empty. I’ll never tell you that though you will go on living your life thinking whatever it is you’ve concluded about me. I won’t do a damn thing to change your mind. Thats why I deserve this even if it does put a hole right through my chest cavity.
I am going to sleep I’m in trouble and I don’t care about much of anything right now. It’s one of those days where weeks go by, you know?
