how fair is that?
but I keep doing it to myself. I literally am my own worst enemy.
I try so hard, I mean really hard to get past this stupid phase. but seeing you every two weeks keeps it flooding back.
sokay, schedules are about to get complicated. so maybe it is time for a break. because I hate feeling this way every time I leave his house. like a fool, a stupid, fat, desperate fool.
I'm going to bed, alone and sad again.