i watch you go down, down, down.

‘you’re going down, down’.

Okay; you are seriously honestly taking this obsession with people YOU HAVE NEVER EVEN MET too far.

I understand that they’re from bands and you like their songs, and some of the things they have said ARE inspirational, but they ARE CONTROLLING YOUR LIFE.

You want to break up with your boyfriend because some chick you will never meet said life’s too short to –yadda yadda ya.

you said; and i quote:

“my dreams are getting stranger, the people who i thought were the most important in my life are now blurry and in the background, yet total strangers are my best friends, and people i know in my heart i will never meet are my closest and most trusted friends and allies.
it bugs me. i have so much to be happy for, but i couldn't give a crap.
someone could call me, and tell me my boyfriend, or my best friend had died, and i would just go on, as if nothing had happened.
yes, that makes me sound cold and like a terrible person, but i have learnt something.
that when you are alone, create something beautiful with the time you have, instead of moping about what isn't there.”

you wouldn’t care if your boyfriend died? or your best friend?

because people with feelings would fucking sob if someone that close to them died.

“i am trying to change, and i would say the person that has inspired me to change is Sammi Doll.”

well it’s not working. you ARE changing, but into something WORSE. you are surrounding yourself around this girl. you are trying to live liker her, trying to BE her.

and i don’t like that you’re trying to break up with Liam.

there’s no reason for it. AT ALL.

you’re just breaking up with him because you have fantasy romances in your head with people you will NEVER meet.

Those things in you’re head; they AREN’T real.

liam, is real. you’re FRIENDS are real, but instead you’re wasting your time away stalking people you don’t know.

Sammi Doll said to live life?

and here you are wasting it away.

have fun with that.

and your ‘fanfic’ about that band; yeah?

i dont like my character.

i mean, do you honestly see me running around fucking screaming happily about watching THE PRINCESS DIARIES FOR GOD SAKE.

you’ve made your character a Mary –Sue. she’s oh-so perfect.

gets all the guys she wants

has the best looks

parties without getting sick.

and here i am

acting like a fucking princess.

thats not me.

you know it isn’t.

grow up.