faerie

you were finished with me
before i even began with you

i'm still not over it. no matter how much i pretend i don't care. i absolutely do. i hate the fact that he did this to me. i hate the fact that i have to be the one worried and depressed. i hate how he fucked her and then came home and fucked me. i hate how all i was left with is a black eye, bruised check, and a broken heart. i hate how he thinks he's so gorgeous and how i have no self-confidence. but i especially hate how i miss the good times.. how i miss the part of the relationship.. where he was my best friend.


//// i started my medicine four days ago. hopefully i'll start to feel better. it makes me slightly sick though. i know it's not magic -- but i wish it was.

that fucker is out there -- lovin every minute.. while i'm at home, barely sleeping, eating, or going out. it makes me sick.

// i've been talking to z a lot more often now. it's great. i really need him in my life. you always need that person who is just nice.. way nice.. who drives you wild, but has a heart of gold. i'm going easy though. cuz you know.. shoo.. i don't care (who am i kidding?) i just can't fuck this up.. and race into it like i always do....