I told myself I wouldn't cry, but it's a little too late for that. We get to spend approximately one hour together tomorrow. I shouldn't even be bitter about this whole thing, but fuck... I'm so disappointed. It really shows me how little I matter, as if I haven't already felt that way the past couple of years. Makes me seem really attention whore-ish, right? I admit that I can be... a lot of the time, but UGH, I don't know how to explain it. I've been feeling like shit and sad these past two weeks or so. It's been nothing but disappointments, one after the other. I wish I didn't care. I wish you didn't make up a big part of my life. I wish I could just start over. I wish I wish I wish, but none of this is gonna change, so I should just expect the worst.
I could literally cry for days.
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