Sunday, February 8
to you and you and you
could it be possible to start the day positively and lose it completely in the first two hours? indeed it is.
to you: thank you very much for the information that I did not care to hear. I don't blame you for talking like that. You are extremely naive and much too young to have enough brain cells to tell you what to say and what not to. By the way, what you thought was 'words of comfort' to try subdue the sting of your previous comment was much worse. I hope you know never to play with the big girls. I could squash you if I wanted to. don't push it.
to you: from what your number one fan has told me, you can go to the core of the earth and sit there for eternity. I thought we were okay, clearly I was 100% wrong.
to you: so what? I came to help. You HAD to push me down. You never talk about what I do right. You always mention how I don't measure up. I need you to not air dirty laundry (in this case literally) to the world. there is such thing as TOO MUCH INFORMATION.
gosh today was, well, A DAY! I hated it. It got better towards the end. Wait. it didn't. I don't know what to make of this day. I know I should spend everyday to the full and feel a sense of accomplishment when the day is done but no, not today. Today was just another of THOSE days.
our love lingers at 10:12:00 PM
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