magic

on top of all this other bullshit is fucking horrendous.

I feel bad for my friends, and I feel guilty for feeling bad about myself. I mean, at least I have a boyfriend.
*sigh*

Like I told Matt the other night about being in a relationship.
I would not recommend it to anyone. I will never actively desire to be in a relationship ever again. It is nice when it is nice, but it feels like my heart is breaking every day and I don't know why.

It is the most awful feeling. I don't deserve him, and I continue to fuck up. He loves me, and that hurts, and I don't know why.