FUCK misery.
So, New Found Glory's CD, "Coming Home", has become the soundtrack of my week. I have never had a more miserable week than this one. On top of it all, I didn't get any of my homework done. I spent the whole week with Vivian, basically, and just.. tried to take a load off. I think this week is more stressful than a normal week with school. I miss school [calculus, not so much]; it really takes a load off my mind, and my classmates really make my day. If anything, it gives me a different type of stress; a constructive type. I need that right now..
P.S. I know you're going to read this sooner or later. This is all a mistake, a big mistake. I can't take this a second time, but obviously you can. I need and miss you to god damn death; this isn't going to work for me, and I won't stand for it. You watch - this will all just be a misunderstanding later on. I really won't stand for this. I refuse to become jealous, or step down to some other girl who will never measure up to me, and you know it. That's got to be the real reason all this is going on anyway, isn't it? Especially since I haven't bothered you in days. I've been good; I've been out of the way. I've given you everything you've wanted and needed, so there's gotta be reasons you're not telling me. Just tell me already, so I can fix it and prove you wrong. You watch - I refuse to stand for this.
I hate these games we're playing now.
It needs to be over.
I can't breathe.
I surrender - tell me your demands.