Well, s**t. The more I miss him, the more I think about how I should have taken my chances. ********. I'm never repressing my feelings like that again. For over a year I've hidden my desires for him. And now there's a million shards of glass scattered all over my room from my explosive emotions. What's worse is that it was the vase he got for me last christmas, so now I'm even more pissed at myself, which is causing everything else surrounding me to shiver and whirr at me. s**t. I'm going outside because the last 3 cigarettes I've ignored for the past week are tempting.
 Kabuki Doll · Sat Sep 03, 2005 @ 05:49pm · 0 Comments |
