Mind has officially been fucked. And not in a good way.
Sometimes I wonder why when your done with someone they dont just fall off the face of the earth. But then I think of what that would mean, and I feel bad for thinking it.
I get frustrated that every time I seem to take two steps forward, something comes along that puts me two more steps back.
Nostalgia has kicked my ass today and I feel like I need to crawl into a hole and just sleep for awhile.