RoRo

Online diary ( funniest perpsn ever ) ( kidding )

[rieroe]

I’ll move away and tell everyone my birthday is June 1st ( your birthday )

[rieroe]

I’m forever grateful we got to play together as careless kids

[rieroe]

I think my fate is to end up alone wishing I wasn’t

[rieroe]

How could I have not changed??

Too much has happened to stay the same, but maybe you were just never paying attention. You didn’t care that much. You don’t care that much.

[rieroe]

You started yelling that I changed, you don’t know I tell the universe and my passed cat ( my ceiling ) that every night.

[rieroe]

No one is coming to my first game this year, I’ll look forward to next years then.

[rieroe]

Are my ribs the only ones to hurt? Is your bone marrow replaced with guilt as well?

[rieroe]

Sometimes I sit alone in my room and think about how no one in this world cares about me in this moment, it’s calming in some ways.

[rieroe]

The longer you bite your tongue the more you bleed. It’s better to speak than to bleed, it’s better to speak than to die.

[rieroe]

I was alone again last night. 9pm I started to make my dinner and by the time I finished I had relized I made my childhood meal without thinking. Do we ever grow out of being a kid?

[rieroe]

I’m sorry I never got the chance to make you a painting. I would paint your favorite thing, I’m also sorry I never found out what your favorite thing is.

[rieroe]

Nostalgia is the weight sitting on top of my chest leaving me desperate with no avail. She hangs over my shoulder while I walk though my home town I left too soon, or too late ago. She jumps all around me taunting me when I see my childhood friends still hang out, leaving me in the past. She whispers in my ear I am a being of the past, and I nod to agree. I am made of memories of the past and the present is my far future. “ I’d like to go back home now. “, she never answers, only giving me memories that fill my heart and lungs with desperation and happiness. I’d like to go home now.

[rieroe]

I miss when we used to share the same sky, now we are on other sides of it and I couldn’t hate it more. I miss you.