So I guess something's getting to me a bit. How the word "hypocrite" describes me.. I guess, I am. Idknow.-.- It's bugging my membrane though, I mean hellla. I am a forgiving person but when I'm mad. I'm realll mad! And I seem to speak out my throat A LOTTTT. Madness is one word to put it. What I felt was hurt, and pain. Yet, I still can forgive. I've learned a lot during these past yrs. and that is forgiving is the hardest things but tho' it is.. You have to do it also to forgive yourself and move along. I may have said a lot of things, but I had every right too. And none whatsoever was talking shit, it was the truth. His name was like a bad taste in my mouth, but even if things have a bad taste.. The aftertaste is still left there. And I guess, it still buggged me. It wasn't hard to get over, I tried. And I ain't I still love the dude. I admit. He did me wrong, yeah he did all I never imagined he would. It was alll unexpected, but so did I. I didn't let it go any farther though, and I'm proud of myself. Though everyone looks at him bad.. I know him well, I know him like no one else does. "I can't NOT KNOW HIM", LIKE I ONCE SAID BEFORE OR EVEN TWICE. He can't be a stranger in my life, after all that? I can pass him by, I can ignore him, even avoid him. I CAN DOOOOO ALLL THAT. But tt ain't all that easy for me to let go.. not just of what we had.. But the friendship. I still see a lot in him, and through him though he left me with a letdown.. And dissapointment, there was a point where I didn't know him anymore. But thing is.. I still see theeeeeeee GOOD IN HIM. THE TRYING. THE PROVING. The eyes are the windows to the soul.. BEST BELIEVE THAT BECAUSE I FUCKING SEEE IT. AND I SEE IT CLEAR, that he is sorry. And I've forgiven now all I got left is to just take it in. I didn't waste my time, cos I played him at his own game. And that's one thing YOU ALL HAVE TO REALIZE. Cos I beat him to the punch, that's why I'm soooo cool. I know it's weird to you all. But if Iwasn't talking shit, I would've never told him what I said.. YEAH i told him, allll of it. but whatever.. I don't think I am a hypocrite but believe what you want. I see it differently..
I'm gonna admit, at a point I was moving on but I wasn't over it.
I was "in love" with the niggga, yet I still love the nigga because to say I "loved" him would mean I never did. Cos there's no such thing as "LOVED" if so.. there never was sucha' thing. I don't resent shitttttt. I don't regret nothing. I disliked the fooool, during the LAME BULLSHIT that was going on but I didn't hate him. But I verrrry verry much disliked him and strongly, YES. But I loved this fool deeeply, and even if he didn't feel the same... All I know my shit, was real and that's why all them words came outta my mouth. Cos I didn't get it? How did that happppen to me? When I didn't do nothing wrong? I coulda doen did a whole lotta shit, and he wouldn't have known but there's one thing I do know. AND THAT'S WHEN SOMEONE SORRY.
BTW, WHY DON'T CHYALLLLLL LISTEN TO MY DAAAMN SONG? maybe you'll get his view a bit. Cos I sure do. I'm fucking understanding. BTW, I know I ain't right all the time.. But I do got a right point to this, but I know at some points I am wrong. Like I was wrong about cal being the influence when that wasn't the case.
