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I've thought about writing in this basically everyday since I stopped...but I just never have anything new to say. It's really become more of a place to let out the things I just can't keep to myself anymore.
Story/thought #26:
He calls her "Mrs. Perfect" and "Mrs. inserthislastnamehere". He says she makes him happier than he's been in a long time/he's ever been. They post these pictures of them kissing and holding each other. She has the song that I used to describe how I felt about him...to describe how she feels about him. He tells people how much he loves her. He has willingly, without probing, admitted that she is better than I am. They live near each other. They call each other baby and boo. They say they love each other. He doesn't talk to me at all anymore. I refuse to be the first to say "hello", or anything else for that matter. He's been more attractive lately. He's completely over me. She's gorgeous. She's most likely very nice. I've never met her in my life. But his friends have said how cool she is. She's the replacement for me.
My best guy friend, Connor, has hurt me really badly. And I just realized/found out about that today.
My best girl friend, Amber, has also been hurt by Connor. But is still with her asshole boyfriend, who has tried more than once to break my friendship with her now.
I can't seem to find a boy to move on to. It's very hard to get over somebody when there's nobody else to reach for, you know, someone to look forward to.
I've gotten intoxicated almost every weekend since Allen and I broke up and I love it. It's basically one of the best parts of my life.
I'm starting to lose my faith in love and happiness? It sounds horrible, but I can't understand how it exists when somebody says they love somebody within a week and then it can end within another week. I can't understand how love can ever be real if it can be unrequited. I can't see why God would allow love to be so unfair, painful, and cruel.
I've been trying to start a new "novel". Or, what I hope to someday become a novel. Maybe even a memoir. It's hard to be so inspired again though. I don't know how I was so inspired to write when I was younger. Where did that inspiration even come from? Life was so simple..was it maybe that I wasn't as educated, therefore I was more intrigued by the world?
I've been trying to stay focused on school lately because my grades have slipped dramatically and it keeps my mind off everything that's been going wrong.
I'm trying to look to the future and only worry about my future. But I keep falling back into the past.
I've been on a diet for the past week. And I've been trying to exercise more. I don't know if I've gained or lost weight yet. I have yet to find a time to check when my mother isn't home.
I hate going to church because it just reminds me of all the sins I have been committing and I have to see Connor's on-after-almost-a-month-of-being-broken-u
I miss how my life used to be. You know, when people were still semi-genuine and when they cared. When I didn't have to worry about how much fat I had on my body. When I didn't know anybody from my cousin's town except for my cousin. When I couldn't have really cared less about boys and what they thought of me. When I wondered how people could cry themselves to sleep at night. When I thought that school was so easy. When I thought best friends really meant forever. When I thought boyfriends were always knights in shining armor. When I loved everyone and everything. When I didn't have an ounce of regret in me. When I lived everyday to the fullest. When I had somebody to talk to no matter what. When I didn't fake being happy and then end up crying in bathroom stalls silently during school. When I didn't end up throwing up from crying too hard. When life was easier.
But this is now my life. I take one step forward, then three steps back.
Quote #26:
"I've become content with this life that I lead where I drink too much and don't believe in much of anything."
-Straylight Run
Song #26:
"Tied Together With A Smile" by Taylor Swift
