rollarcoaster ride
What a day. I don't know even where to begin. I woke up and could not stop smiling. That is really cliche but extremly true in this case. Went to class, which sadly boring. Then lunch with two of the most amazing people I know. The day was the best in forever. And I talked to Katie about this guy I like. And everytime I talk about him, think about him, or hear that name I can't help but smile. I did skip my sociology class, but I did it to get bulletin boards done, and I ended up hanging out with that boy later too. No, I do not regret hanging out with him or skipping that class.
Then the drama began. Long story. But essentially the guy I fell for still likes another girl. Two: I fucked up his life, because now his roommate (which I had some semblances of a relationship with in the past) is moving out. The rumors are flying. And this is the great and pivitol question of it all...
People always tell you that you can do better, than why the fuck am I not doing better? Why is it that the wide variety of options always seems to dwindle? Why is it that I can not find a fucking slice of happiness? Why does it always hurt when it doesn't work out? When you know that there's nothing left, and you are sitting in the bottom of that dark well, why do you never get rescued?
Then the drama began. Long story. But essentially the guy I fell for still likes another girl. Two: I fucked up his life, because now his roommate (which I had some semblances of a relationship with in the past) is moving out. The rumors are flying. And this is the great and pivitol question of it all...
People always tell you that you can do better, than why the fuck am I not doing better? Why is it that the wide variety of options always seems to dwindle? Why is it that I can not find a fucking slice of happiness? Why does it always hurt when it doesn't work out? When you know that there's nothing left, and you are sitting in the bottom of that dark well, why do you never get rescued?