So.

Today sucked. A lot.

I don't know why I went to talk to her, but I did. I needed... closure or something.

Instead, it just... hurt more afterwards.

Some of the things she said... they weren't meant to hurt me, but they did. And I fucking hate myself now for not telling her before I did. Because I timed it all wrong. If I'd told her a week before ( Read more... )

I'm wrapped up in a blanket with my headphones on. Thankfully.

I've been sneezing all day, goddamnit. And I'm sick of it. And I'm close to tears, but not because I've been sneezing.

I was just... looking back through some of her posts. Seeing if she had any new ones - she hasn't posted anything since that PostSecret that she knows made me feel guilty ( Read more... )

So.

The almighty sobering watermelon got thrown yesterday, I think... or maybe on Saturday, I don't know. But it sucks. Because I wanted to stay all on a high like I was.

damn you, sobering watermelon.

Aaaaanyway.

I get to go print off all my photos from the DS gig tomorrow. Well, not all of them, because there are like, over 600. And that would cost ( Read more... )