Nobody fucking understands and one of these days I am going to just snap.
I’m so fed up.
In the Easter holidays I’m going round Joe’s because we haven’t seen each other for ages, and we’re going to spend the day listening to his Smiths vinyls, drinking tea, and having a catch up. :-)
Ha, and you two said you wanted to go to New York together.
Yeah, fat chance of us going now.
I can’t help myself. I should have known I wouldn’t be able to.
You spoke to her differently than you do with me. You spoke to her with more…affection. You called her ‘darling’ and ‘love’, things you never say to me. I just have a breakdown every time I read the comments and I know I’m not strong enough to do this any more.
I need to leave here.
Whenever I’m by myself, I always end up thinking about it. I hate it. I don’t know what to do to stop it. I’ve been trying my hardest for the past 5 months to block it out, but I can’t. Everything reminds me of it.
I just want to be happy again.
I miss the way we used to say goodnight to each other.
