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feb 14 05, gf of two years gets taken to a christian rehabilitation facility in missoury, because basically she had skipped so much of her senior year they were going to hold her back.
I had kidneystone surgery that morning and didn't find out until I got out that afternoon.
It was like 'poof', gone.
And now she's back and a completely different person who has replaced me when I spent a fucking year waiting on her before getting back to doing romantic things. What a chump I am.
And it's just so fucking sick, like, I don't even know or like this girl, I want the one that was taken two years ago and I'm never going to get that.
Ugh, it hurts so much and is so fucking stupid of me to be hurting over this.
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"There is no man, however wise, who has not at some period of his youth said things, or lived in a way the consciousness of which is so unpleasant to him in later life that he would gladly, if he could, expunge it from his memory."
-- Marcel Proust
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