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Waking up in tears from wishful dreams of getting back together with Richie IS STILL FUCKING HURTING. I just want to see him. Everyone's telling me that the more I try and contact him, the more he won't want to talk to me, so I'm twisting myself in a knot forcing myself to leave him alone. And all I can do is wait for him to come around. IF he does. I hope he does.
I'm not sure if I want Brandi to give me a ride to school. I'd be there an hour early.. and I don't know what I'm going to do with myself other than stare at my phone and try not to call/text him. Same goes with after class. I get out at 11am and I have no clue what I'm going to do to pass the time until this evening.
Last night was nice. I got to hang out with real friends. People that stick around during the "fun Meesh" as well as the depressed Meesh. I didn't even know I had any of those.
I'm not sure if I want Brandi to give me a ride to school. I'd be there an hour early.. and I don't know what I'm going to do with myself other than stare at my phone and try not to call/text him. Same goes with after class. I get out at 11am and I have no clue what I'm going to do to pass the time until this evening.
Last night was nice. I got to hang out with real friends. People that stick around during the "fun Meesh" as well as the depressed Meesh. I didn't even know I had any of those.