Ok. I almost made it a day without trying to institute conversation over an electronic media with my ex. FUCKING SHIT. how did I do it again? I have been calm and great all day, living my life in the present and then fucking facebook I see she's online and bust out the Ben Kweller lyrics. I'm a fucking idiot! I just got off the phone with my friend about resisting the urge to hit them up. Jesus especially after I dumped her. See that she's online- Immediate panic attack.
Someone just slap me and tell me it will be ok, I'll find someone new and better. Someone who will actully have a fucking conversation with me. YOU WERENT EVEN A GOOD LAY!!!! but man did she have the wettest pussy ever..
I have to go drink or ride around in the bumper cars till I feel sick so I feel better.
why do you make me crazy?
Someone just slap me and tell me it will be ok, I'll find someone new and better. Someone who will actully have a fucking conversation with me. YOU WERENT EVEN A GOOD LAY!!!! but man did she have the wettest pussy ever..
I have to go drink or ride around in the bumper cars till I feel sick so I feel better.
why do you make me crazy?