Jesus
Sundays are always so uneventful so i thought...but i think i know why ihate sundays so much, to much time to think. I'm realizing taht i avoid my own thoughts which feels wierd yet comfortable at the same time.
i can't stop thinking about her but mainly i cant stop thinking abot what i was thinking then. i feel like i've made a rather large mistake and it really sucks knwoing it. i don't want to know it i try telling myself i didnt but i think i may have. I can't even filter out what was my own idea or someones elses. did i really beleive she wanted to leave me with he boys? i hope not that was stupid. damn. i miss her. this is going to be a tough one to ride out. I'm too much, i really need to slow down or something. i can't wait to start work and just be somewhere else. i think im running out of juice for college. its eating me alive.
who the hell came up with sunday anyway?
i can't stop thinking about her but mainly i cant stop thinking abot what i was thinking then. i feel like i've made a rather large mistake and it really sucks knwoing it. i don't want to know it i try telling myself i didnt but i think i may have. I can't even filter out what was my own idea or someones elses. did i really beleive she wanted to leave me with he boys? i hope not that was stupid. damn. i miss her. this is going to be a tough one to ride out. I'm too much, i really need to slow down or something. i can't wait to start work and just be somewhere else. i think im running out of juice for college. its eating me alive.
who the hell came up with sunday anyway?