some ordinary wednesday

i fucking miss him!

so much.

i cant even bear it.

not anymore.

i went out and the only thing that happened to change is that i miss him even more than before.

is that normal or have i already gone psychotic?!

i need you.

and even tho youll never read this... i love you... and miss you. every single minute of this fucking life.

gosh, am i really that desperate?

what am i waiting for?

i would give anything for him to write itll be okay.

this is seriously sad.

because i know its so much true... that you never know what youve had until you lose it.

urgh, hate myself for losing the only thing that really made sense to me.

i am a stupid little girl.

and alcohol doesnt help.

not even for a while.

now i need some rest.

i have enough of pretending.

and im still waiting.