because i know that you used to read this...

I know that I’m the one who played us
I used you
To help me get over the
One before you
I took you for granted
And
Put your feelings before my own
I wanted you to erase what he did to me
Help me forget
How much I really cared for him
I was never all in
But I led you believe that
I was
I just needed a place to rest my heart
For a while
I need to be taken of
I put everything on you
When my secret started to be exposed
I made you feel like it was your fault
That I couldn’t break through the wall
All the while knowing that your needs
Did not matter
And you were temporary
From the beginning
All I can say is
That I’m sorry

p.s. i love you

I love you
And it drives me crazy
What you do to me
The way my hearts jumps
When I see your name in my inbox
Or the way a goofy smile
Gets plastered on my face
When you name appears on my phone
Your smell, touch, hugs
I want them all to belong to me
My heart, mind, body
Are all yours for the taking
I love you
And you’ll probably never know it

mr. west is the building

//Bittersweet, you're gonna be the death of me/I don't want you, but I need you,/I love you and I hate you at the very same time/See what I want so much, should never hurt this bad/Never did this before, thats what the virgin said/We've been generally warned, thats what the surgeon says/God talk to me now this is an emergency//



Bittersweet: Kanye West

thoughts on my heart

Do you ever sit and wonder
How did I get here?
Back to a place that I thought I’d never be again
In limbo
Not sure of what to do
Trying to figure out
If I could put my expectations on hold
Sometimes a lesson learned
Is not always a lesson learned
Wondering if this is it for me
If this is all that is meant to be
Will I always prepped for the race
Committed to team
But never ever to reach the finish line
Forced to always sit on the bench

Dr. Jigga

“I used to give a fuck, now I give a fuck less”
Jigga said sometimes you have to let that thing breathe
In the past three years
I have been up, down, depressed, overwhelmed,

happy, fearful, on the edge, excited, scared, in love, lonely, and claustrophobic
I’ve been accused of being too laid back
Uncaring
But that’s not it
I have learned not to take things home with me
Work stays at work
If an assignment does not get done
I go to sleep and wake up the next day ready to pound it out
I’ve learned to hope for the best
If I feel like driving slow in the rain while Lionel fills my car
I do so
I’ve learned to let my feelings become my feelings
No one owns them anymore
I’ve made me responsible for me
“I used to give a shit, but now I don’t give a shit more…”