bare with me. this is going to be a blog of fluid emotions and i’m going to rarely correct misspellings or bad grammar because i just don’t give a shit and this is for me to write completely raw and uncensored.
there’s a guy that i started hanging out with. met him on line - i know what you’re all thinking. whatever, he goes to my school and we hit it off pretty well. very well actually. talked about alls orts of things - it’s not that easy for me to open up to someone. all of a suddent hings seem to be going in the shitter. he agreedt o breakfast yesterday and slept through it, after going to bed at 6 even though he said he was tired. also agreed to come han gout with me last night. guess what? never called. said hew ould - didn’t. you know what? FUCK YOU. but more so? FUCK ME. i can’t believe that i let these things affect me so much to the point where it ruins my night. my last night of my last syllabus week in my entire college education. i was out with great friends, having a great time. and thena ll of a sudden it just fucking sucked. i hate that i can let another persond etermine the kind of mood i’m in, the day i’m having. it shouldn’t be that way. i blame a lot of what i’m going through on someone in my sort of recent past. if i’m feeling ambitious i’ll post about him later. actually i most certainly well. you guys should know why i’m as crazy as i am . i was so upset last night i went in the bathroom, got my roommate’s door key, and woke her up at 3 am because i couldn’t be alone. i don’t know if i have this heightened instinct because of all the shit i’ve been through before or if most of my issues are in my head.
also, if you guys have any advice it would be amazing if you could reblog it or post it in my comments. thank you.
keep in mind a lot of you do know who i am and read my other tumblr on a regular basis.
