My friend is here from out of town. We went to college together and she moved home after she graduated. It was a wierd situation, it was her, me and her exboyfriend who I think she slept with last night. That is just a bad idea. She was dating this boy when she left and he stopped calling her. I hate girls sometimes. Let me rephrase, I hate everybody. People always picking the most self-destructive path in any given situation. Orginally it was going to be more people than just the three of us but of course that didn't happen so I got to play 5th wheel for a large part of the evening. It wasn't horrible all night but there were definetly points where it was just awkard. I am driving her to the airport today, and I hate to say it but I was right, she spent most of this weekend hanging out with the ex and kind of forgot the friend thing. Such is life.
I am slightly hung over.
I woke up at 8:30 and I have no idea why.
The last thing that my.. GF/EX/confusion... gave me when she left was a cold, and now she's better and I'm coughing up funny colors to remind me of her..
I am going to visit her tommorow but I am not going to have enough time, what the hell does that mean? We're getting to city at prolly 4pm and we have to leave at 9am the next morning. I keep asking myself if its worth another goodbye. I love standing there in silence, holding each other not saying anything b/c we have no idea what to say. When I dropped her off the first time when I drove her down, we spent the last 30 min of the car ride not talking. Just holding hands.
FUCK GOODBYE..
It was a cruel day when I realized that love is not enough, has never been enough. Every relationship I have had since then has re-enforced that point. Everything is a slave to timing.
I am slightly hung over.
I woke up at 8:30 and I have no idea why.
The last thing that my.. GF/EX/confusion... gave me when she left was a cold, and now she's better and I'm coughing up funny colors to remind me of her..
I am going to visit her tommorow but I am not going to have enough time, what the hell does that mean? We're getting to city at prolly 4pm and we have to leave at 9am the next morning. I keep asking myself if its worth another goodbye. I love standing there in silence, holding each other not saying anything b/c we have no idea what to say. When I dropped her off the first time when I drove her down, we spent the last 30 min of the car ride not talking. Just holding hands.
FUCK GOODBYE..
It was a cruel day when I realized that love is not enough, has never been enough. Every relationship I have had since then has re-enforced that point. Everything is a slave to timing.
dorinda:
I read your last post about leaving and I know what you mean. It is so easy to get lost, especially on the internet. There are so many people everywhere you go, there are so many people on this site. No one will notice when i'm gone because i never really came here. Its your own choice how much you put into things and get noticed.