i wonder who read this blog of mine anyway, but still.. i have to.
it feels fucked up. he's fucked up! fml. i don't see a point dragging this anymore. yes, that's what i always say. but yknow, its hard. fucking hard. guess what i just did? i deleted he's fucking contact. no more temptations, no more excuses for me. it's either he finds me, or never. seems like it's pretty much a one way ticket here. it's going to remain like this right? i need to take my mind off you. and i know it takes time, like a long time on the account that it has been a year.
am i feeling better now? i hope i do.
they are waiting, gtg now.
won't be back soon.
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