I"ll be waiting with a gun and a pack of sandwiches...
Ladies and gents I do believe we have reached the breaking point.
Sauntering back from the edge is hardly as easy as it sounds.
But i guess I managed it.
Somehow.
But its easy how one can replace one addiction with another.
Another one that could probably tear you to peices one side up one side down.
No pun intended.
So yeah the guy who swore his love to me ended up being a complete two faced douchebag.
But what else is new?
Not the first time I've been lied to.
But, again my fatal flaw rears its ugly head...
I thought you were different.
Then again you still think I'm stuck on you.
Silly rabbit.
Working 30+ hours a week eventually starts to take its toll on you.
Especially when you still have school and night school and a fragment of a social life that you managed to salvage not too long ago.
And the fact that I still get only about >4 hours of sleep a night isn't helping so much.
Le sigh.
I need to get out.