It has been a day, and I already miss Erik an unreasonable amount. Granted, this is far better than winter break, but still.
I have been spoiled by routine.
Monday, March 9, 2009
Sunday, February 22, 2009
I am so scared.
"It is okay to let go, Leah."
No. You will leave. You won't come back.
You are always leaving me. I don't need anyone but you, but you need other people. I am so clingy and needy. It is ridiculous. You would rather be with them than me.
No. You will leave. You won't come back.
You are always leaving me. I don't need anyone but you, but you need other people. I am so clingy and needy. It is ridiculous. You would rather be with them than me.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
being sick
is lame. Lame lame lame lame.
I have a test on Monday and a test on Tuesday and I had a test on Wednesday, but I dropped that class.
Oh, and an essay due on Friday.
I have a test on Monday and a test on Tuesday and I had a test on Wednesday, but I dropped that class.
Oh, and an essay due on Friday.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Thursday, January 29, 2009
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.
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.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
wanting to sleep
but not being able to because of the internet, of all things.
FUCK YOU INTERNETS.
YOU ARE THE REASON I AM KNITTING SO SLOWLY AND NOT READING AT ALL.
FUCK YOU INTERNETS.
YOU ARE THE REASON I AM KNITTING SO SLOWLY AND NOT READING AT ALL.
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