sick sick sick
It's that feeling again, right in the pit of my stomach. She's gone gone gone and nothing irrational or stupid will make me feel better about the whole distance thing. I know I'll see her but it's so unsettling to not know a date, or anything. It's fucking insane that I won't see her tomorrow, and that she is no longer down the street. It's just I'll see you when I see you. I know I have great friends and all, and I'm sure this all sounds melodramatic to you guys, but when your best friend moves away, its as if you've lost a whole piece of yourself. earthshattering is how I like to describe it. Here I go again.