Even though I have things, I still feel like my world is crumbling, because of one man.
Not really surprising, of course.
It's always the boys who mess with my head.
There's never anything else.
Never.
I wish I had someone around who I could really talk to.
Other than Shaniqua, of course.
She's adorable, and a great friend, but she doesn't talk much. It's hard to get any real help out of her.
And everyone who is talking to me just wants to figuratively wear my pants, so they're not really down for consolation.
I don't know.
I don't know.
I don't know.
I don't want to have this feeling.
I don't want to feel like my friends could completely tear me apart, with full knowledge that they're doing it.
Every boy who I'm starting to like right now is really just a replacement to the feeling of possibly losing the one I really, really liked. Like, beyond comprehension. Beyond what anyone realized. Or will ever realize.
Also, I miss Adam like a mothaaaaa.
He was the only one keeping me together.
Dang.
For a while there, I really did have hope that this summer would be amazing.
How naive I was.
End.