“I should’ve bought you flowers and held your hand. I should’ve given you all my hours when I had the chance.”
When I Was Your Man - Bruno Mars
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Now it seems like I’ve just gotten way too nice. As if I let people step all over me now.. before I wasn’t like this. I was such a bitch, I was mean, I said whatever I wanted, I wasn’t afraid of starting arguments. I don’t know, it just seemed as if nobody ever wanted to fuck with me before. Then I slowly started becoming who I am now. All this anger starting to build up, with no one to let it out to. Seems like everyone is full of shit.
Does it make you feel less shitty and better when you call me fake? Does it help you feel like you’re better than everyone else? You remind me so much of someone, so similar. Like I said, if you want to sit with him that badly, don’t bring him over to the table, go sit with him. Especially if you know what happened between us. Goddammit just the thought of what happened today makes me so furious. You call everyone you have shit with “fake”, you are no different.
(Source: yanilavigne, via wevegoneourseparateways)
