Reality likes to scare the shit out of me.
Cause the reality of it is, is there's someone else who's life he wants be in and who possibly wants to be in his life, and I need to tell him. So now I can count on indifference, annoyance, pity....Or hopefully he'll just be ok with it and we can just go on being friends.
God hates me.
Or Maybe I waited too long.
Or God hates me...
And where the hell did all my effing bra's go? I know I haven't worn them all in the past fricking week. Stupid clothes eating closet.
Reality is setting in and I feel like not dealing with it.
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