..after going to bed alittle after 8.. and it bing 9:30 right now i think i'm well rested, and even after all that sleep i'll probably take a nap to..
but i was thinking this morning.. It's so funny how You talk to someone everyday, you see them practically everyday of your 2 years of knowing each other, and then they tell you to Fuck off, and never talk to them again.. And in which process you do.. But you can't help to think, are they thinking about you.. Do they really want things this way.. It hurts.. And you don't want to give in and write them an e-mail, IM them, Or call them..But when they do make knowledge of you, i.e sending you a IM, you get this spark of hope, Even if nothing comes of it, just friends ya know.. I know there's nothing left there..But They were your best friend..And now you have nothing....I had a dream about you last time, you two year person, you know who u are if u ever do read this.. But i fucking hate it..that dream, and the shit thats going on, It's better this way, i've relized that now.. The wounds are healing, and my heart is mending on it's own..It's time to fucking move on, as i see you have..I'm so over it..
Enough blabing...haha..I'm sicken to the bone, and my body aches, and pumpkin pie is screaming my name...rock...
1 comment:
Time heals everything... you need ice cream too!
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