Tagged: ok


I hate liking people sometimes, honestly. “Having a crush” is literally the worst. Usually it starts out with you seeing someone attractive or hearing someone say something you agree with and like and you want to know more and you develop this image of them in your mind even though you know nothing about said person. You tell them stuff before you know it their getting closer to you and you to them and then things start to come up, you get to know them more and they do things that annoy you, or they start to lose interest or they dont treat you like they did when you first started talking. When you start talking to them less and less you notice they literally give their number out or make a post like “someone message, bored” when their talking to you or when you dont talk that day. How do you say.. replaced? I would rather you not pretend to only like me tbh, and not tell me im the only girl you talk to because thats such a bullshit line and its over used, and it’s a lie. Why can’t people just be honest. If you like someone show them.. if you dont then dont toy with them leave them alone. I am so sick of people who flirt with everyone talking to me. Literally leave me alone if your going to do that don’t waste your time on me it will go nowhere. 



So i messaged my “birth mother” in 2011 when i was ready to ask why i was put up for adoption when i was a baby. It was just strange to me she had three kids, i was the middle child, and i’m the one who got put up for adoption. So i wrote her a paragraph just asking basically why she did it i would like to know blah blah. She responded something like “I knew the day you would come when you asked me what happened sorry i’ve been busy with job training and havent been on facebook” So i said again just tell me why you did it its simple. I’m guessing telling me would have taken a few minutes out of her busy day. So she never answered after that, three months after she didnt answer i deleted her off of facebook and didnt care for an answer anymore i stopped thinking about it. Now it’s 2014 and she messaged me today saying exactly this “Your father just contacted me on FB. Mark. I was really happy about it.” Really? I didn’t even know his name until today why do i care that he messaged you, or that it made you happy? That wasn’t what i asked you three years ago. Not what i’m asking now. Its really messed up not knowing where you came from honestly. Or who your family is or was. I’d just like to know.’’