*in shock*
Alright, picture the worst morning of your life. You're still tired, you went to bed late, you forgot to pick something up that you were supposed to pick up at 9:00am, it's now 2:00pm. You lie in bed, not wanting to face the world because theres a feeling of heavyness on the air. You found out two days ago that a good friend of your has commited suicide.
It's not a good day, and your not even out of bed yet.
You go upstairs, theres no coffee filters, so thats out of the question. You pour chocolate milk into your fruitloops by accident. Instead of tossing them, you decide thats a waste of food and you eat them anyways. This causes that heavyness in the pit of your stomach to deepen.
I then sat on the computer...phil got back today, i was waiting for him to call me or to send me an IM on msn.
He phoned.
And told me that while he was away this weekend he cheated on me. And that he wanted to break up with me.
WHY THE FUCK DID I GIVE HIM THAT CHANCE!?
There aren't any words for what I'm feeling right now, cheating is by far the worst thing I think he could have done to me. I could care less that he was breaking up with me, I can handle that.
But things don't just "get out of hand" we're not fucking ANIMALS, we can handle our lust in situations like a fling in a different city.
I hope nobody ever does this to him.
It's not a good day, and your not even out of bed yet.
You go upstairs, theres no coffee filters, so thats out of the question. You pour chocolate milk into your fruitloops by accident. Instead of tossing them, you decide thats a waste of food and you eat them anyways. This causes that heavyness in the pit of your stomach to deepen.
I then sat on the computer...phil got back today, i was waiting for him to call me or to send me an IM on msn.
He phoned.
And told me that while he was away this weekend he cheated on me. And that he wanted to break up with me.
WHY THE FUCK DID I GIVE HIM THAT CHANCE!?
There aren't any words for what I'm feeling right now, cheating is by far the worst thing I think he could have done to me. I could care less that he was breaking up with me, I can handle that.
But things don't just "get out of hand" we're not fucking ANIMALS, we can handle our lust in situations like a fling in a different city.
I hope nobody ever does this to him.