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Help.
I hope it goes away.
@ 03:05
I have been crying the whole day, besides the 5 hour nap i just took. Sleeping is the greatest therapy to forget your problems, i swear.
Why? When your boyfriend comes up with lame excuses to avoid going out with you or even messaging you, you'll feel like shit, cus that's not what you even fucking do to your good friends. So now i feel degraded. Of little importance. Like shit.
I know i am not though. It makes me wonder what i mean to him now. I wonder what is love and what it means to him. It's been a short time, but i can already see now the extent of what he's willing to do for me.
I can't safely say that he's always been there for me. At least not that time i got depressed and slept with my phone switched off. Joycelyn and Gordon got really worried and they decided to come to my house to check up on me. ( I don't have a house telephone) Without saying, they called kensho to come as well, but he had decided to play lan with his friends instead. If you wanted to know, he made the decision after joycelyn called him, which effectively puts me in... last place?
It was especially sweet for them to do that. That's what friends are for, right? To share your joy and sorrow and always be there for you thick and thin.
"I thought you were out so i didn't want to disturb you?"
Thank you. That's what i need from my boyfriend.
Fuck you. Now i now what texting means to you? To think that in the past 24 hours, I had been the one first to text. So yeah, fuck you, and i'll make sure i'll never disturb you again.
Enough of my insecurities. On a lighter note, the tattoo convention was awesome! The booths, the people, the artists, all very awesome. I'd try to get some photos from the convention :D
Cheers for now! :) :) :)
@ 19:44
