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