“I wrote this about a situation I was once in. I’m a notorious keeper of diaries, so to write this I just looked at some of my past entries and got easy inspiration to write about how I felt about this boy and the overall situation.”
By McCall Hasquet
He’s bad news for you. He said so himself. You told him how you felt and that was all he said. He doesn’t love you, this is nothing serious. Those words constantly run through your mind. You had your way out but you didn’t take it. You didn’t want to take it. Now here you are, nothing’s changed. His bed has become more familiar than your own. His invites are always late but you always wake up and go. You know this is going to end with your broken heart. This whole scenario is a time bomb. You don’t care, you can’t resist. It’s his smart-ass personality and his subtle smile. He’s worse than a bad habit, he’s an addiction. You’re addicted to the way he treats you like shit. You love it and you don’t know why you love it. You hate that you love it and you hate that you love him. You knew you should have walked away. Now you’re in too deep. Yeah he’s bad news for you, but the thing is, you’re not looking for any good.