to face the loss of the good thing that i’ve found.
oh kings of leon :)
so anywayz. my head is throbbing, and i’m pretty sure im already over the healthy amount of advil. my boyfriend, that one kid who I was crazy about. yea I feel sick just thinking about him. I dont want to see him. I just want to hate him and be done with him. it physically hurts to be away from him, but i’m dealing with it. the ice cream helps a bit. he’s controlling, much too controlling. He has a temper that could give hitler the chills. when explaining that I would’nt be able to hang due to feeling like a giant pile of horse manuer ( dont hate on the lack of spelling ability) his reply was simply, wtf, i’ve been waiting all day. ok sorry I won’t let it happen again, sickness is avoidable, correct? so now i’m just going to curl up into a tiny little ball and hide away for the rest of my life. sounds pretty nice to me. glad I have no real problems, and still continue to complain. my life is more than decent, the friends i have are quite spectacular, and I have a bed to sleep in and food to eat. i’m healthy, and safe. but I still feel like somethings missing, something is wrong. and I, just cant figure out what that is.