My stomach really fucking hurts now, because of thoughts about him. The 'nerves and sadness are making it feel awful' kind of hurt. Which means I probably - unless it goes away - won't be eating that much today.
Fantastic.
Ugh I want his memory to go away and leave me alone.
This sucks and I'm really fucking pathetic.
Heh, I deserve bad things to happen to me.
(Once again, I know I'm supposed to be training my mind out of this but it is just so overwhelming right now that I don't know how to do that so I guess it is better to just succumb to it.)
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