Sick feeling.
I hate her I hate her I hate her I hate her. Just seeing her pictures brings me to tears. But, why? Why would I be jealous, even though he is mine, and I have no doubt in my mind that he loves me, and only me. I know for a fact I am 345656774668xs prettier than her, but beauty isn't all. If she could attract him at one point, then maybe if she wanted to again she could. Who knows. He won't go back to her, but still the thought that she could still want him breaks my heart. Oh well, the past is the past and it wont come back no more no moreeeeee.
The feeling that friends replace friends discusses me.
I guess I get jealous in that area. I hate how a certain will be my friend when he wants, then he will leave my life as soon as he wants, and when he is ready he will be my friend again and i'll be here for him. I am not strong enough to do that, I feel broken, that I am only talked to when he needs me, or something. I can't just be thrown around like that. I need to be important, all the time. HMPH. It even makes me cry and nobody will ever understand. I wish I could change it, but now that I live in Austin, everyone will replace me.
The feeling that friends replace friends discusses me.
I guess I get jealous in that area. I hate how a certain will be my friend when he wants, then he will leave my life as soon as he wants, and when he is ready he will be my friend again and i'll be here for him. I am not strong enough to do that, I feel broken, that I am only talked to when he needs me, or something. I can't just be thrown around like that. I need to be important, all the time. HMPH. It even makes me cry and nobody will ever understand. I wish I could change it, but now that I live in Austin, everyone will replace me.