hellcatjustine

ever the fucking...fool...

I need to be able to see these things coming. Finally got some answers that I have known for sometime. but it still stings so badly to hear it first hand.

my stomach is still killing me today, but I am somehow trying to get past all of that.

It's ok that it turned out like this. He didn't deserve me anyway. right?

and we're going to be "friends"

why can't I just hate him like he probably deserves?

maybe I don't need friends like that.

someone is supposed to be coming home...maybe. I will not get my hopes up about anything ever again.

I wish this feeling would go away. I'm starting to miss myself. It wasn't always like this.

I have to go to Mom's, do some laundry, figure some shit out. cry some more.

You all must think I'm a real fucking headcase. which I am. but I wasn't always this sad.

more later maybe.

song for a heart that has been broken into even more pieces: The Cure- Last Dance