I don't know why I'm writing in here. No one reads it except for me. But anyhow: Sitting next to a person that I wouldn't mind having some fun with and all he's talking about is how horribly his relationship ended. And all I can think of is how much I wish I could just lean over and kiss him, but then also how much I wish my boyfriend was here.
Lately, I've been depressed, numb, or irritated. I don't know what's wrong with me. couple of days ago, I didn't care if hebroke up with me, and now I'm trying not to cry cause I'm in the library. What the fuck!?
I should probably leave it alone, but I feel like he should know all of this...
Doesn't matter. He's not going to marry me. He doesn't and has never wanted to.
I should break up with him, then kill myself so I don't have to worry about anything ever again. Some would say it's the chicken shite way out, but I'm tired of fighting. I just want the pain to end.
...Ten years ago. Has it really been that long? Where has the time gone? Where have you gone? I miss you. I wish I could have been a better friend. I wish I had a better memory.
RIP
2/28/10
...You're boob is rubbing against my arm. Just thought you should know. Thanks.
No me gusta el queso Gouda!!!!
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