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Oncoming traffic on your side of the express way is NEVER a good thing. NEVER.
Saturday went very well though it left me even more confused to begin with. This isn't fair to him. He did nothing to deserve this, to deserve what I am. He just came at a bad time in my life. It's my fault though for pursuing things when I'm obviously not ready. I don't know, part of me hard this crazy thought that with someone new, I could forget about him. Oh how wrong was it. If anything, it made it all worse. Now I'm in a bigger mess than I began. Go me =|
I feel so pathetic, carrying on like this when it's been THREE FUCKING MONTHS. This isn't what I wanted. I hate fucking going through everyday only to have you in my dreams at night, reminders of you all over, and conversations leading to you. I hate it because it just kills me inside, day after day, knowing the truth of it all but unable to get past it. I don't like this. Why can't I just spare what's left of my sanity and go on.
Fuck time, fuck life, fuck you.
Saturday went very well though it left me even more confused to begin with. This isn't fair to him. He did nothing to deserve this, to deserve what I am. He just came at a bad time in my life. It's my fault though for pursuing things when I'm obviously not ready. I don't know, part of me hard this crazy thought that with someone new, I could forget about him. Oh how wrong was it. If anything, it made it all worse. Now I'm in a bigger mess than I began. Go me =|
I feel so pathetic, carrying on like this when it's been THREE FUCKING MONTHS. This isn't what I wanted. I hate fucking going through everyday only to have you in my dreams at night, reminders of you all over, and conversations leading to you. I hate it because it just kills me inside, day after day, knowing the truth of it all but unable to get past it. I don't like this. Why can't I just spare what's left of my sanity and go on.
Fuck time, fuck life, fuck you.