i just HAD to steal it, gerlie. :]
college is college. i have made enough friends and i’m not so anti social anymore. i’m so close to some people that i am already on a “be my slave cuz i’m a princess” basis with them. translation: i have people who carry my books around for me cuz i’m too lazy to bring my own. lmao.
but this isn’t why i’m blogging. idk. right now i’m just stuck.
me and james broke up. but i know it’s not for good.
and somehow along the day we managed to fix things but honestly, i cannot get over the fact that i was the one who asked if we could get back together [then he claimed that i beat him to it. which i know is complete bull.] because first of all, he broke up with me. and if were to ask me to enumerate the number of times people have said how baga his face is for breaking up with a girl for NOT a really good reason then i couldn’t tel you because everyone said it. and i don’t know how many people everyone really is.
idk, is saying fuck you really a good reason to break up? i always thought you only break up if you stop loving the person. maybe he doesn’t. but he just says he does.
we’re still not together but we’re sort of like it. i don’t know if i still want this because it’s unfair for me. it always hurts and idk.
but then again, ambot. i just know that i WANT and NEED to be with him and that’s why i bend backwards for him al the time.
i’m just lost. and tired. and really hurt.