Life. Priorities. Choices.
Questions. Question. Question.
Really. What am I fucking doing with my life? My priorities need to be straightened. My life is going nowhere and I am doing nothing.
This. This is probably one of the stupid-est things that I've done so far as of the moment. Really. Being the other woman is really, really stupid. Why am I doing this? I should stop. I should slowly, slowly wean myself. I should learn how to be alone.
I should realize the gravity of this stupid-ness. Where gaddamit is my self-preservation? He did not choose me. No matter how I think about it, no matter what he says, he didn't choose me. That is it. I should fucking let him go now.
Really. What am I fucking doing with my life? My priorities need to be straightened. My life is going nowhere and I am doing nothing.
This. This is probably one of the stupid-est things that I've done so far as of the moment. Really. Being the other woman is really, really stupid. Why am I doing this? I should stop. I should slowly, slowly wean myself. I should learn how to be alone.
I should realize the gravity of this stupid-ness. Where gaddamit is my self-preservation? He did not choose me. No matter how I think about it, no matter what he says, he didn't choose me. That is it. I should fucking let him go now.