May 2013:
I’ve realized there is a lot of anger on this blog, at least as of late.
I’ve decided to try and take productive steps to help ease these heated thoughts.
Went to a meeting today.
We’ll see what it leads to.
May 2013:
I’ve realized there is a lot of anger on this blog, at least as of late.
I’ve decided to try and take productive steps to help ease these heated thoughts.
Went to a meeting today.
We’ll see what it leads to.
May 2013:
My boyfriend likes to tell Facebook (all 800+ of his ‘friends’) about important shit in his life, before he tells me.
All the time.
Fucking lame.
April 2013:
Sick of all the boyfriends I’ve ever had making me feel like a unlikeable piece of shit.
You live 5 minutes from me.
My text conversation with my boyfriend that occurred within the last 30 minutes (paraphrased):
“Want to come over and read with me tonight?”
“Nah it’s cool I’d rather just be home by myself.”
Well FUCK YOU too.
So sick of this bullshit.
I’m not even hurt anymore, really.
Just mad.
April 2013:
I woke up just now and it all felt like it had to be a bad dream.
Not being able to text you because we’re on a “break” just makes me feel sick and hopeless.
I checked your Facebook on my phone through my mom’s profile.
Your activity on that site is now the only thing I can look at to feel a little close to you.
I go onto your profile, and I can’t find your “In a relationship” status anywhere.
I panic.
You took it off.
Just like that, the entire Facebook community and everyone you know believes we’re over.
So you must, too.
I jump out of bed and go running to my computer just saying “No, no, no, no, no, no.” I feel my stomach twist up and my eyes begin to burn as your page loads on my computer screen.
But then there it is,
It still says it.
“In a relationship”
“Anniversary 19 May 2012”
We almost made it to a year.
Fuck, I hope we do.
