i'm pretty sure saturday, october 24th, 2009 is the worst day of my life ever.
my mom dies.
i have 2 hour long drunk sex with a guy i like, and right afterwards, he starts crying because he's in love with someone who could care less about his feelings. and he partially felt bad for leading me on. it hurts seeing someone like that, completely hopeless about life.
and the only thing i can think about is him, not my mom. i feel dead inside. and alcohol actually makes me feel better, which is the worst thing i could say.
i laid in bed all day. and now i'm going to go to bed. and be emo, not about my moms death, but about the fact that i can't fix a boy, and he won't let me.
my mom dies.
i have 2 hour long drunk sex with a guy i like, and right afterwards, he starts crying because he's in love with someone who could care less about his feelings. and he partially felt bad for leading me on. it hurts seeing someone like that, completely hopeless about life.
and the only thing i can think about is him, not my mom. i feel dead inside. and alcohol actually makes me feel better, which is the worst thing i could say.
i laid in bed all day. and now i'm going to go to bed. and be emo, not about my moms death, but about the fact that i can't fix a boy, and he won't let me.
Current Mood:
apathetic
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