29 5 / 2012
I realized this last night.
It is important. No matter what you say, it just fucking is. I know it doesn’t mean anything to you, because I don’t mean anything to you. But guess what, it actually did mean something to me. I wish it didn’t. But it fucking did. I’m so sick and tired of feeling this way. I really just want this disgusting feeling to go away. To just get out of my body. But it won’t. No matter how much I sleep, shower, eat, nothing will make it go away. It may go away for a little while, but it always seems to find a way to come back. And you have no fucking idea how I’m feeling right now. None. So stop acting like it’s okay and making me feel sorry and making me feel like I’m completely over-reacting, because I’m not.
I think it’s best if we just stop talking for a while. I wish that wasn’t the only way to fix this, but unfortunately, it probably is. I’m just tired of feeling like this.
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