Throwing a pity party.
I ate Taco Bell for dinner tonight. Awful. I'll be honest, since Michael left I've been a little depressed. These three months were supposed to allow me to better myself while he was gone but in all reality it is making me more lazy. Then that makes me feel worse about myself because I want to be incredible for him. God damnit, watching tv doesn't help. I miss him so much and I can't stop thinking about when he gets out of boot camp and into schooling. He'll be out of state, a gorgeous marine, and nothing to do on the weekends. There are girls who hang around just for that! I trust him, I do, but I keep thinking he'll find someone better. Someone he would rather be with than me. I just hope that when I'm sitting here and thinking about him he is sitting there thinking about how much he wants to be with me. I just miss him, you know. It's like I can't even explain it... He was always around, my knight in sweaty running gear. It's hard to be away from someone you are in love with. So fucking hard.