You'll be fine, darling. Just let me pour some sugar on the open wound.
Excerpt from my handwritten diary
Wed. May 07, 2003 [10:39 a.m.]
How can someone so strong be so scared?. I actually thought of going back to him. I can't. Knowing nothing will ever come of it will make me miserable. I'll leave with nothing except the looming feeling that he won. I deserve so much more. I guess depravity is the key to salvation.
Blah, blah, blah.
I should've gone to that strip club with Chris.
Maybe if I had some booze in my belly and a lap dance I'd be in a better mood.
June is working tonight too. Fuck.
Wed. May 07, 2003 [10:39 a.m.]
How can someone so strong be so scared?. I actually thought of going back to him. I can't. Knowing nothing will ever come of it will make me miserable. I'll leave with nothing except the looming feeling that he won. I deserve so much more. I guess depravity is the key to salvation.
Blah, blah, blah.
I should've gone to that strip club with Chris.
Maybe if I had some booze in my belly and a lap dance I'd be in a better mood.
June is working tonight too. Fuck.