tiredmountain

Ok, so I confessed to the girl I love how much I love her today. She was the girl who had loved me once and I turned into an indecisive prick and let her go. After a year and a few months of meandering drawls about my sadness and depression, I finally was able to make some sort of sober statement.

But she has become too sober and too "selfish," as she puts it, to even think about guys again. She says I should be selfish too and stop thinking about her and go after what I want and only what I want. I told her I was and that I was being even more selfish than you can imagine by being willing to drop all of my goals, and hopes, and dreams, and etc., etc., etc., to have her give me one chance to do it right.

So I don't know. I feel like my life is a big fuck up. And wow, I should start reviving my livejournal because this is getting more and more emotional the more I've been on this site.

I'm done, a mess. bedtime.