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so everyone keeps telling me about nicole moving away... like I don't fucking know about it. When I walk into my bedroom and see all the fucking boxes it kind of gives it away. I actually hate it when people even mention it because every time they do I feel my eyes start to well up with tears. She won't be around for all the stuff I need her around for.
Carla is gone and I am happy for her because she loves her new apartment, but I am selfishly sad for me because I hate that she moved away. Her dad and I had a good talk on the drive home though.
I'm bummed out because this is the first time all summer when I felt alone and really sad. I am happy of course with P he is always there for me, but carla is my lifetime buddy and nicole is like my scratching post. I can't bitch to anyone else like I can bitch to her. She doesn't judge me and I need that, I need her. I hate that she is moving, I hate it!!! I want to change it. I could say that I am happy that this move is making her happy, but for myself I am not happy. I am lonely.
Carla is gone and I am happy for her because she loves her new apartment, but I am selfishly sad for me because I hate that she moved away. Her dad and I had a good talk on the drive home though.
I'm bummed out because this is the first time all summer when I felt alone and really sad. I am happy of course with P he is always there for me, but carla is my lifetime buddy and nicole is like my scratching post. I can't bitch to anyone else like I can bitch to her. She doesn't judge me and I need that, I need her. I hate that she is moving, I hate it!!! I want to change it. I could say that I am happy that this move is making her happy, but for myself I am not happy. I am lonely.