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I was gonna write an entry about the horrible day I had and how the guy I USED TO (as of today) like is an ass and a dick. But, today I went to the bluffs in the pouring rain and it was pitch black and I was just like, why the hell am I so pissed off? Like it struck me that if he's an ass, it's his problem, not mine. There is NOTHING I can do about it. Yeah it sucks, but shit happens, right? After that I felt a lot better and a lot happier. My peaceful feeling has faded a bit but still. I have to get over things. Even if I do feel that shit never goes my way, it's just me being sad. I know that soon I'll be over this whole thing over and I'll be happy again, so why waste time stressing about it? It still hurts, yeah, but whatever...
COMMMMMENT
<3,
juli