Why am I experiencing this crushing disappointment? I haven't even met him. I have only been talking with him for what, a week? I'm trying not to cry. Why? The basis for our friendship is sex and what else do I know of him? Lump in my throat hard to push down. I don't know him...he could be lying to me. I trust until I am given a reason not to. That used to be my way anyway. Now I want to go out. Now I want to do something. I want to be left alone. I want to curl up. I need to find more meaning in my life, clearly. I just want to go back to sleep all day. Fuck.
I have been binging with reckless abandon these past couple weeks. I need to stop. I'm going to kill myself with this vice.
I don't know where to go from here.
Look, I don't mean to sound depressing for anyone happening to scan over this. Look. Cute things:
My summer project is learning to make these. I swear.