Jun 03, 2003 18:28
kitty jumped out of the window last nite. we thought she was dead at first. she fell 7 stories out of our wearhouse apartment and survived it with only a broken leg. she's fuckin' amazing. this is just too odd.
it's not the same anymore. i feel odd when we speak. awkward. i think i'm lonely. i don't think he knows i feel like this. i dont care to talk about it with him, it will only make things difficult. im trying to believe it's all ok and im fine with the way things are going. i figure he'll call when he wants to talk so i don't call anymore; it will only frustrate me more. saying i love you is a phrase i feel i say with caution now, like i'll be punished for saying it. i wish this change hadn't happened. im lonely because of it now. little things are so so important; you don't realize how nice those things are until they're gone. i don't want to be depressed, but i still feel like i'm slipping into it like a warm bath anyway. i need something so badly, like a drug, but something doesnt need me.