I feel like shit. Totally and utterly and completely like shit.
I feel so torn apart, inside out, from left to right. Is this what love is? Or the lack of love?
I still love him so much. But I don't know how long more I can stay stuck in this situation, this seemingly endless and arduous journey. I want to end the freaking tedious journey. But yet at the same time, I don't want to.
Fuck this shit man. I'm so fucked up, I actually feel better every time I use that phrase.
But seriously, fuck this shit. If things are meant to be, if the stars destine us to return to each other, they will give me signs. Things will unfold the way they are supposed to unfold. I believe...
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