worst weekend of my life.
i hate birthdays. they are completley overrated, and usually end up terrible.
chris was supposed to come visit me, but she missed her flight.
bart cheated on me, and now i'm completely confused as to what to do. we made the decision to stick it out until spring break, but i don't know if i can do that. we're supposed to have a regular fuck date in 10 minutes, but i think i might start crying or something. eh. let's see how strong i am. maybe i can get over it.
but i won't lie. i secretly want bart to cherish these last few weeks and then realize at the end of it that he doesn't want to lose me. but i know that's not going to happen. nothing ever relaly goes the way i want it to.
hopefully high tide won't blow. and hopefully this heartbreak wont last.
chris was supposed to come visit me, but she missed her flight.
bart cheated on me, and now i'm completely confused as to what to do. we made the decision to stick it out until spring break, but i don't know if i can do that. we're supposed to have a regular fuck date in 10 minutes, but i think i might start crying or something. eh. let's see how strong i am. maybe i can get over it.
but i won't lie. i secretly want bart to cherish these last few weeks and then realize at the end of it that he doesn't want to lose me. but i know that's not going to happen. nothing ever relaly goes the way i want it to.
hopefully high tide won't blow. and hopefully this heartbreak wont last.