Trust is like a mirror, it can't always be fixed. But you can still see the crack in that mother fuckers reflection.

I wish I could say that this blog was a success, but it wasn't. I feel like I'm leaving a home that I've lived in forever and made my home. Like I'm being forced out of a place I've made my own. I was right about my last post, and I'll be right about this one too. Taylor's yelling a me over facebook (although he says he's not) and he was yelling at me yesterday through texting. so now I have to decided whether or not I should go create a different blog and really just rant and rave to myself (which is basically this blog except i get one guy as an audience that always comes back to haunt me).

Now I don't think i had this blog in high school, now I know i don't cuz it was a college thing. But history is repeating itself and it won't be long until havoc comes (maybe it won't be havoc?). And as this day goes I'm just slowly losing appreciation for my life and going to make some extreme changes cuz i'm slowly beginning to not care. I needed time and was not given any. So I went out and stole my time anyways and now it's coming back haunt me (not the me going out to experience LIFE but just Taylor's ranting and not understanding).

So now I was told that back when the Felicia thing was going on, Taylor did it because I wasn't giving him enough attention. PAGE DOCTOR BULLSHIT! I gave him border line everything. He had what other high school kids didn't have. And it wasn't enough. Too high maintenance for me! Good thing I know now. I was always yelled at for not being open when he was hiding that I wasn't giving him enough. I don't know if it'll ever be the same. Such a nOOb mistake to make in a relationship. I guess it was tainted long before I even knew it.