Omg what am I doing. My neck is covered in hickies, I’m meeting her again tonight, I’m still drunk, and I have work in 4.5 hrs. And my roommate walked in on us shirtless on the living room floor. Dafuq am a doing?
How is work going tonight?
Well, my manager just silently walked into the office, dug around in the drawers for a while, and handed me a saw.
“What’s this for?”
He kneels on the ground, points at his neck, and goes “please?”
I wrote her a song.
But I’m too afraid to play it for her.
I know she’ll hate it.
It’s really upsetting losing someone I considered a sister, especially when I don’t fully understand why. But to be denied a last conversation and some closure makes it even worse.
And the fact that she won’t even give me a chance, when I’ve made tremendous personal progress motivated by what she told me, is extremely frustrating.
Ill take tonight to be sad, and focus on being happy in the morning. Best way to deal with it I think.