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I feel like my life is a sitcom that you watch and it pains you to watch the main character (me) make all the mistakes she makes. The right choice is obvious but she always evades it.
I woke up yesterday. I think I will be fine with this. "Just because I don't want to hang out doesn't mean you're not beautiful." What the hell does that even mean, anyway? He gave me a feeling of, "holyshitholyshitholyshit... okaaayy.... holyshitholyshitholyshit... okaaay..." I can't do that to myself. I don't need flattery, I'm self assured enough. I need companionship.
"I'm kicking myself that I shared spit with you!"
I can not wait for vacation. 2 weeks to myself to train (martial arts) on the beach, to study and become more well acquinted with my body, and other people's. To be with my family, and get my massage table so I can get cracking. To be with my friends who will be home. Who will be home? I hope a lot of you.
Today would've been Jeremy and I's 2 year anniversary. I've seen recent pictures of him. He looks exactly like he did just before we got together. Short hair, no beard, smoking cigarettes again, hanging out with the same people. It's kind of eerie. I just hope he is happy, sincerely. I have not wished anything bad upon anyone in a long time, and I'm glad I haven't started now.
I woke up yesterday. I think I will be fine with this. "Just because I don't want to hang out doesn't mean you're not beautiful." What the hell does that even mean, anyway? He gave me a feeling of, "holyshitholyshitholyshit... okaaayy.... holyshitholyshitholyshit... okaaay..." I can't do that to myself. I don't need flattery, I'm self assured enough. I need companionship.
"I'm kicking myself that I shared spit with you!"
I can not wait for vacation. 2 weeks to myself to train (martial arts) on the beach, to study and become more well acquinted with my body, and other people's. To be with my family, and get my massage table so I can get cracking. To be with my friends who will be home. Who will be home? I hope a lot of you.
Today would've been Jeremy and I's 2 year anniversary. I've seen recent pictures of him. He looks exactly like he did just before we got together. Short hair, no beard, smoking cigarettes again, hanging out with the same people. It's kind of eerie. I just hope he is happy, sincerely. I have not wished anything bad upon anyone in a long time, and I'm glad I haven't started now.