The Ex...

Jan 14, 2008 22:32

It was my the anniversary of my ex-boyfriend's death yesterday.  And I forgot.  Does that make me a bad person?  To be fair we had been broken up well over a year when he died, but we had been together over 3 years, and I passed through loads of 'growing up' milestones with him.  I don't know.  I suppose part of me is still mad at him for killing himself, it was such a selfish act, and over something so insignificant as money, it just seems so pointless.  I always thought that was the way he'd go though, his death was always going to be at his own hand.  As much as we parted on bad terms, I wanted him to do well for himself.  There was never any harm wished upon him.  He had a lot of promise, and just wasted it.

On to a more joyful subject, this weekend is going to be a busy one - house party Thurs night, house party Fri night, house party Sat night!  I wish all weekends of mine were as action packed as this one.  I've decided this year to get out and about more, start living a little.  I'm only 23 for fuck sake, and I spend 99% of my life either in the house or at work.  Time to live a little,start socialising more.  This is on top of getting thin, changing my style, making a little more effort with myself. ;) One step at a time girl...

wank wank emo wank, friends - i haz them, partytimes

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