Cheer up might never happen. Oh it might never happen.
Well, I guess it's safe to say everything is done?
--> and I feel really fucking stupid for letting him get under my skin so much.
Now the bad stuff isn't done, no no no, that just keeps coming and doesn't seem stop.
But the things that acutally could have/would have/should have gone well, have completely dropped dead.
I really did like him.
I want things to start looking up, this is way to emotionally tiring.