antichristpunk

Tonight im going out for the first time since my ex took his life. I dont know i just feel life is for the living, not to sit around wondering about the dead. he chose this path in life for us, but i dont need to stay on it. i think its helping that he dumped me a month before he took his life and also its really helping knowing he was cheating on me for a month before he even threw me out with no reason. I still miss him always will, but i miss the him that was with me not the one that came home from Iraq this time, he was just never the same. uggghhh and to make matters worse i have a semi crush on a friend of mine and hes being a lil bit of a bitch about wether or not he likes me back. than again maybe i dont want him to. here he is

see the hard thing is me and him were such close friends for so long, and now we hooked up and theres this wierdness of clashing intimacy...grrrrrr life has really gotton so flipped upside down for me...atleast my meds are finally helping instead of making it worse. aight peace and love to whoever reads this dump shit i ramble out