I thought I had made progress, but it's almost as if I took once step forward and 9849712984298420984 steps back. It's not fair. I can't even put my make-up on because I keep crying. I need to concentrate on other things, but right now I lack that ability.
It's all I can think about. And there's nothing anybody can say anymore, nothing I can say anymore. It's like all of our words have been stolen. And the only one who needs to speak right now is him. I don't like these ups and downs... It's a constant struggle.
Then it's no one's birthday today.
Maybe she's right. Maybe I need to think like that.
So why do I feel the need to tell him happy birthday and that I love him? But yet I want to scream at him at the same time and tell him to go fall in a black hole?
No idea.
18. Aspiring Writer. Book Devourer. Full-Time Nerd. Disregard my obsession with TMI Series, Ke$ha, keys and glitter. I'm totally normal. x]
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