Wednesday, January 25, 2012
I stopped praying for the first time in 2 years.
I figured if it happens, it happens.
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
I really thought I was done crying. I though I'd just miss him occasionally but or some reason I cried when I woke up today. Maybe it's because I dreamt of him. Maybe it's because I missed him so much.
Night.
Things are getting complicated, and once again I couldn't control myself and cried. I guess the only good thing that came out of it is that it made me sleepy. Who knew break-ups were so messy?
Labels: emo, life, love