I feel quite better, yes. Much much better. But then I couldn't read or focus so I will bomb my quiz tomorrow (-:
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I feel quite better, yes. Much much better. But then I couldn't read or focus so I will bomb my quiz tomorrow (-:

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I broke up with C
I called him up to tell him I shouldn’t come over anymore and he dropped the phone on me. I kept calling then he kept putting it down. And then he texted me a “fuck off you’re a head fuck seriously why I waited” message. I texted him back that I liked him, I really do. I’m not lying. But he’s too ahead of me and the pressure is scaring me. I’d rather not waste his time.
I’m a bit distressed by his reaction. I expected a little more maturity given he wanted to start a life with me. It’s just sad how this turned out.
I’m praying for him. He has his good points too and I just wish him well. I’m sorry I caused him to get angry but I don’t think I can live with that forever.
I’ll take my chances on being single again.
How’s that for a Monday huh? :(
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Maybe the lateness of the hour Makes me seem bluer than I am But in my heart there is a shower I hope she'll be happier with him
Maybe the darkness of the hour Makes me seem lonelier than I am But over the darkness I have no power Hope she'll be happier with him
I can't believe that she don't wanna see me We lived and loved with each other so long I never thought that she really would leave me But she's gone
Maybe the lateness of the hour Makes me seem bluer than I am But in my heart there is a shower Hope she'll be happier with him
BILL WITHERS, 1971