Snuggle weather
Lame weekend. I hate rainy weather, it makes me emo.
I also hate how reminders of people I no longer talk to just stare me in the face. I can't believe otherwise that these people have gone on with their lives. Without me. Everything is completely different. And they don't ever think of me. Certain people are in mind right now, certain people who used to be a HUGE part of my life. And now there's nothing.
I hate that I had a breakdown recently, sobbing in Ryne's bed at 500am and that since (cliche-ish because of the holidays) I've been thinking about her non-stop. I wish that one of these times I'd wake up in my bed in my yellow room (it's pink now) with the window open and hear my mom and her talking about what they would do with their gardens this year, what flowers to use, and how absolutely amazing Tim Horton's IceCaps are.
I also hate how reminders of people I no longer talk to just stare me in the face. I can't believe otherwise that these people have gone on with their lives. Without me. Everything is completely different. And they don't ever think of me. Certain people are in mind right now, certain people who used to be a HUGE part of my life. And now there's nothing.
I hate that I had a breakdown recently, sobbing in Ryne's bed at 500am and that since (cliche-ish because of the holidays) I've been thinking about her non-stop. I wish that one of these times I'd wake up in my bed in my yellow room (it's pink now) with the window open and hear my mom and her talking about what they would do with their gardens this year, what flowers to use, and how absolutely amazing Tim Horton's IceCaps are.