What Is Perfection?
Here It Goes…

dear exbestfriend,

 You are a new person. Worse then you’ve ever been before. Its hard for me to feel bad for you, or act confused as how you got to where you are now because I told you that every action has a consequence. No one’s perfect, trust me, i know. I don’t think I’m better than you because i didn’t make the mistakes you made, I just won’t live in hell with you. I watched you fall apart, and i fell apart with you…the difference was how we handled it. I addressed things, and dealt with them. you swept it under the rug and used drugs. It hurts me because you don’t care about yourself. AT ALL. You give yourself to every boy that asks to get in bed with you, you’ll party with unsafe drivers and kids you dont know, your judgment calls are terrible, and that scares me. how can someone not care about themselves that much to the point where they deliberately put themselves in harms way? i feel bad for you, and the reason i cant be your friend anymore is because i know that i cant help you, and i refuse to stick around and be apart of hurting you. i loved you man, but ive finally let go. thats been so hard for me to decide, but i am actually over you and your drama. I hope you  learn from your mistakes, because you have a long road ahead of you, and this is just the beginning.

I’m Blogging in the middle of my history speechh(: 10 pointss, niggaaa
rulesofthirds:

CAN’T WE FIGHT

rulesofthirds:

CAN’T WE FIGHT

rulesofthirds:

TIED AND HELD

rulesofthirds:

TIED AND HELD