Sunday, February 14, 2010
i feel like someone slapped me in the face and poured salt in a raw wound. seriously seriously upset. i sound like a bitch right now but i'm practically containing myself from picking up the phone and screaming 'fuck you' to that person. UGH.
shoulda known it was too good to be true. sighs. i swear, 3 years on from the first disaster to now and NO improvement. grrrr. subtle hints don't work, 'subtle' hints (which means practically waylaying it) also don't work. wth.
note to self: listening to music that makes me cry actually makes the situation even more bleak but i think my mind's punishing my heart. :(
maybe i wasn't meant to love.
shoulda known it was too good to be true. sighs. i swear, 3 years on from the first disaster to now and NO improvement. grrrr. subtle hints don't work, 'subtle' hints (which means practically waylaying it) also don't work. wth.
note to self: listening to music that makes me cry actually makes the situation even more bleak but i think my mind's punishing my heart. :(
maybe i wasn't meant to love.
what we could have been, 10:21 pm.
