I am very critical of myself. I can never just sit back and enjoy the movie. I find myself critiquing myself a lot, like “I said that weird,” or “That was a weird face,” or “I have a funky hair thing going on there.” Stuff like that just bugs me.
(Source: theeverlarks)
After writing that letter…
the one you’ll soon find one day unpacking your things, I can’t cry anymore. I’ve always told you I express myself better through writing, now I feel as if I let you go for sure. I’ve made it two days so far, I still have a couple of days, months even years to move on from what we’ve had.
As much as I want to dislike you, I can’t. You’ve given me so much and taught me so much that I respect you and care about you. I will never stop loving you, nor will I ever forget you, you’ll always be in my heart no matter what. Though this decision wasn’t mutual, I’m fighting a lot more than you.
I am wishing you the best and all the happiness in the world because you deserve it. Take care and I’ll most likely see you around Graduation. Good luck with all future endeavors.
