...idk

is it just me or do night times suck?

well they do.

sorry. i'm in a depressive mood. if you dislike that, stop reading now.

ok so you've had your warning.

i go back to school tomorrow. and i'm beginning to wonder if i can even face myself anymore.

talking to an ex. i royally screwed up his life. and mine. by believing in stupid lies that got me where i am tonight.

beating my head against a wall sounds nice right about now.

what if i had a rewind button. no. stop. i don't want that. do i?

gone is the happy smile and cheerful laughter. replaced my self doubt and confusion.

am i really worthy of having a boyfriend?

maybe i should give up. maybe i should become a nun. no that would never do.

but i don't care to have the label of that girl. yea you know the one that is every guys best friend with benefits. yea that one.

girls are bitches. guys are pigs.

or is it just me. maybe i'm the problem. no thats not it. maybe i'm half the problem.

maybe i'm not capable of making someone happy...

i hope he's happy. this is what i am reduced to. i'm almost ready to admit defeat.

why am i rambling? oh hell if i know.

i think my tiny closet and i should have some quality time. i wonder how long i can stay in there before i suffocate.

girlfriend... whatever that means.