fuckshitdamn
Matt's leaving. For good. Wait, sorry, not for good. "I'll come back to visit!! Like, once a year!!" Oh, ok, not so bad then. Ass. Grr. Ok ok, I'm happy for him, since he'll be going to school up there and everything. But it's just like, uggh, why did I even start talking to him again? Me and Ben breaking up should have been my cue to NOT see any guys for awhile, and what was the FIRST thing I did? I went running back to Matt. Dammit. I'll see him one more time, just to say goodbye, and then it's over.
Fuck!!! When did I meet him? The end of August, huh? 3 FUCKING MONTHS AGO. That's lovely. One more for the record books.
Shouldn't I be used to this?
Fuck!!! When did I meet him? The end of August, huh? 3 FUCKING MONTHS AGO. That's lovely. One more for the record books.
Shouldn't I be used to this?