Mar 21, 2004 13:56
Anthony and I broke up. I'm devastated. It's all my fault, though.
I hope we make up. I hope so bad. I can't explain how much I love this boy. I can't even begin to understand it myself.
If there ever were a time that I needed a time machine, it's now. Mike, find me one.
My body is in physical pain and all I can think about is him. Last night I dreamt of him all night...anytime I closed my eyes, I saw him standing before me. I want to stop going crazy. I want him to stop haunting me. But I love him so much. So much. I want to work things out, but I know he doesn't. Then again, I'd kiss his ass no matter what.
God. And so close to spring break. I was looking forward to spending it with him. Why do I always have to fuck up everything?
Answer that for me! Somebody answer me. Oh, I love him. Im so pathetic. Things weren't supposed ot be this way...not end like this.