Dear Daphne
I swear, that is my favorite song right now.
Urgh. One would think that with less than a month left of school, I'd be more than happy to get the fuck out of here and go home.
... But honestly? I'm not. I'm going home for Memorial Weekend and I am dreading it greatly. I was suppose to be going back to visit family and my... ex-boyfriend, but then he had to go and break-up with me. Now i want nothing to do with the place. I don't know. I mean, I miss my family a lot, but just knowing that he is there is what makes me so apprehensive. Do I want to go back and struggle with inner demons? Or do I want to sit here and wait for something else to happen?
I'm so tired of being taken for granted and I'm tired of being the one who puts in all the work; however, I am also fearful. Fearful that if I don't make a move, I will lose him forever and that would hurt more than being trampled upon. The worst part is that I know I deserve better... but I can't help it. It's hard. I'm tired of talking about him with my friends - what's the point? He didn't put in as much effort as me.
My friends hate him. What do I do? I'm so lost.
Urgh. One would think that with less than a month left of school, I'd be more than happy to get the fuck out of here and go home.
... But honestly? I'm not. I'm going home for Memorial Weekend and I am dreading it greatly. I was suppose to be going back to visit family and my... ex-boyfriend, but then he had to go and break-up with me. Now i want nothing to do with the place. I don't know. I mean, I miss my family a lot, but just knowing that he is there is what makes me so apprehensive. Do I want to go back and struggle with inner demons? Or do I want to sit here and wait for something else to happen?
I'm so tired of being taken for granted and I'm tired of being the one who puts in all the work; however, I am also fearful. Fearful that if I don't make a move, I will lose him forever and that would hurt more than being trampled upon. The worst part is that I know I deserve better... but I can't help it. It's hard. I'm tired of talking about him with my friends - what's the point? He didn't put in as much effort as me.
My friends hate him. What do I do? I'm so lost.