...And All That Could Have Been...
I keep mentioning Trent, I might as well show his face..especially when it describes how I feel at the moment.
Matt and I are officially over. I can not go anymore and I am finally going to be that strong woman I always told myself I was. I am not going to let myself rely on him any longer... Especially when he's spending the majority of his time with these loser guys who screw 14 yr old girls.
Getting kind of sick of these seemingly awesome guys going out with these girls...who...they're like a POPSICLE that's been stuck up someone's ass. They're really these Hello Kitty loving, perky, squeeky bitches covering themselves in a facade of darkness like "Oh i really am deep..i swear!"
...Maybe I ought to just give into that damn freaky deeky cat.
There is a lonliness inside me and I'd do anything to fill it in. I need someone to hold me and listen to me, to care about me. Isn't that selfish? I really wish I could be a little more selfLESS. I feel like something's missing from my body, like someone just drilled a cold, dark hole in me. I'm so sorry I am lost to you, to anyone who cares.