Such a fickle thing. It can make you, or literally break you from the inside out…. It’s times like these when I feel helpless. I feel like there’s nothing I can do to help you, and no matter how many times I tell you to get over him, you won’t. Tayler just called me crying about Myke, telling me everything he keeps texting her. I wish there was something I could do. But how can I help her when I can’t even help myself?
I’ve told you so many times before.
How I feel. That I’m sorry. That I want to see you. I don’t think it’s going to help me any, but I still do it. I don’t know why. Maybe… Maybe it’s because I think I’m right. I don’t know anymore.
I feel jealous… Jealous of someone I’ll probably never meet. Jealous of what they’ve found. Jealous that it’s not me that they found… Jealous that I don’t have that. I hate jealousy, it’s a disgusting feeling, right up there with anger and envy. All those other negative feelings… I think I’m going to just step away. Step away from all these social networking sites. I think the only one that will do me any good is Instagram, which means it’ll post here. I need to live in the real world, not this metaverse the world has for us. Dreaming is believing, but it’s also destructive. It’s a double edged sword to me right now… And it’s time for me to wake up. 2012…. I’m gonna make you mine.
So, good bye, Tumblr and my followers. For now… I’ll be back, someday. If you wanna reach me, email me at firstname.lastname@example.org it’s the only thing I’ll be checking. Or follow me on Instagram @ryjayso.