Forever.
Forever is exactly how long I have had this cold for. It, honestly, will not go away. I fought it earlier in the winter and now it's coming back to haunt me like my period. It's actually worse than that once a month occurrence though because of the following reasons:
1) I never know when it's coming
2) When it leaves I think it will never return again, and it does.
Forever isn't really how long I've had this cold for, it actually started last night and with every passing hour has gotten worse and worse. I am now to the point that breathing out of my nostrils is an unthinkable action. So much fun. Thankfully this means that I sleep more to get rid of it faster, and I have a reason to be drinking my excessive amount of tea.
I wish I was in Cuba right now, sunbathing, not worrying about what I am going to do this summer or about anything else here. I don't really know what to do.
I don't know what to say to you.I don't know how to talk to you, how to respond to the things that you say. I do still love, and I really hope that you know that. It's just difficult to love someone that brings out the worst in you. Well, in regard to that, I don't think that all you do is bring out the worst in me. You also brought out the "silly".. the ability to have to let someone see me so vulnerable.. I haven't trusted someone as much as I have trust you in a long time. I know it's incredibly unfair to you. I so. When it comes down to it, I don't think I ever fully let you have me. I'm so scared of being that girl that cries herself to sleep every night because of a boy that I was always on the look out. For that I am sorry, but not ashamed. I told you that I don't recover well from a broken heart, and you did break mine a while ago. I don't think I can keep lying to you though, I would love more than anything to go back to being "us".. when I say that I mean the us prior to New Years 2009. The "us" that used to go to e-bar and get drunk together and then spend all night making the other person laugh. The us that would spend more time making people feel sick to their stomach with how much in love we were than making each other so furious that we lose our appetite.
I can't do this anymore. I'm too light headed to type.
1) I never know when it's coming
2) When it leaves I think it will never return again, and it does.
Forever isn't really how long I've had this cold for, it actually started last night and with every passing hour has gotten worse and worse. I am now to the point that breathing out of my nostrils is an unthinkable action. So much fun. Thankfully this means that I sleep more to get rid of it faster, and I have a reason to be drinking my excessive amount of tea.
I wish I was in Cuba right now, sunbathing, not worrying about what I am going to do this summer or about anything else here. I don't really know what to do.
I don't know what to say to you.I don't know how to talk to you, how to respond to the things that you say. I do still love, and I really hope that you know that. It's just difficult to love someone that brings out the worst in you. Well, in regard to that, I don't think that all you do is bring out the worst in me. You also brought out the "silly".. the ability to have to let someone see me so vulnerable.. I haven't trusted someone as much as I have trust you in a long time. I know it's incredibly unfair to you. I so. When it comes down to it, I don't think I ever fully let you have me. I'm so scared of being that girl that cries herself to sleep every night because of a boy that I was always on the look out. For that I am sorry, but not ashamed. I told you that I don't recover well from a broken heart, and you did break mine a while ago. I don't think I can keep lying to you though, I would love more than anything to go back to being "us".. when I say that I mean the us prior to New Years 2009. The "us" that used to go to e-bar and get drunk together and then spend all night making the other person laugh. The us that would spend more time making people feel sick to their stomach with how much in love we were than making each other so furious that we lose our appetite.
I can't do this anymore. I'm too light headed to type.