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Remember what I said about not feeling the depression or hurt feeling like normal?
Well, he's back.



I finally feel like it's time to complain, I gave up on self-pity awhile ago, but, UGH.



Either he really ********' hates me or Kitten knows how to do suspense,
I have that feeling in my stomach where I'm going to puke-out air.


I know he's been mad at me for awhile, but, Is it really my fault?

I didn't know the guy.
I didn't know anything about him.



I give up.
You can't give me the real answer, you can't realize you were wrong for taking it so hard when you told me you didn't even love him.





I'm done with you.





GOOD BYE TO YOU.
GOOD BYE TO YOU.
YOU'RE WASTING ALL MY TIME.


So,
After explaining to Kitten that I don't care anymore,



I realized.

"********, Your lying."
I do care.
I will miss him.
I will miss talking to him, even if it's just emoticons.
You'll miss the silly stories.


Why do I always do this to myself?



Were are the water-wings that are supposed to save me as I drown?