i've been awake since 4:45 this morning. i was sitting here on the couch falling asleep over an hour ago. we decide to go to bed and all i can do is lay there and think about how he's gonna leave me. or find someone new. and how scared i am of losing him. and about how he's leaving on a plane in 2 weeks to go to Washington, DC and i'm afraid i'll never see him again.
what the hell is my problem? why am i so depressed... i have an uncontrolable fear that he's going to leave me.
fuck fuck fuck shit and damnit all to hell why the fuck can't i just be happy?
“...So do we pass the ghosts that haunt us later in our lives; they sit undramatically by the roadside like poor beggars, and we see them only from the corners of our eyes, if we see them at all. The idea that they have been waiting there for us rarely if ever crosses our minds. Yet they do wait, and when we have passed, they gather up their bundles of memory and fall in behind, treading in our footsteps and catching up, little by little.”--Stephen King
4-30-11 = Best Day of My Life
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