Feb 23, 2005 08:41
To make a long story short, Josh and I got into a fight.
Yeah. And almost broke up.
I think my heart broke when he used me in a past tense.
But everything is ok now, I think. He's picking me up from work. Today is our 8 months. I have to try and make
him happy.
I didn't get even an hour of sleep. I couldn't.
So I wrote, a lot. My feelings are all down on a page and a half of notebook paper. I think I'm gunna read them to Josh, but I'm not completely sure yet.
I dont know what else to say. I have to get ready for work. I wish I didn't have to go. Strange thing, I'm not even tired. I just..All I want to do right now is see Josh. I called him a couple minutes ago. I needed to hear his voice. Hell, even his breathing on the other end would make me feel better. But we talked. I hope he knows how incredibly sorry I am for having those "bitch fits" and taking it out on him. I know he doesn't deserve it.
That's a lot for nothing else to say, right?
Sorry. I just have a lot on my mind.
Oh, and I barely cut last night. Scratches at most. I didn't even break skin. I wish Josh hadn't cut over me last night. It makes me feel sad when he does. He shouldn't have to.
Target time.
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