Fuuuuuck.
Being too tired to cry, and when you want to cry you have to fight it back so no one sees.
After all the effort, support, and love I have put into my friendships, I am now the one being left behind for someone who deserted them months ago. It appears that no matter what I do I am incapable of gaining the passion I put forth. The universe just can’t give me a clean, merciful drive…but instead give me some things I need, and let the rest fail. Maybe she is trying to give me a signal…it’s just not right having to let the ones you considered family go.
Fuuuuuck.
Going junk-food shopping on an empty stomach…hello five chocolate bars and two packs of gummy bears.
