I want an epic, heart-breaking, earth shattering love. I want the love where sweet things are said, and meant. I want you to chase after me, be knocked breathless by me.

Whoever the fuck you are.

Where the fuck are you?

Being in a relationship where both parties have the same expectations for the relationship is nice.

As vain as it is, it's nice to know he has no intention of falling in love with me.

I mean, psh, who do these assholes think they are. Loving me, and shit.

ANYWAY.

It's weird to think that out there, somewhere, there is someone that is going to break your heart. That is going to break my heart.

Oh, Biz Knapp. What are you doing?

We have not talked in two weeks and all of the sudden you have a new girlfriend? Named fucking Angie? Who the fuck is Angie? If you wanted to make me jealous you succeeded. I'm remembering where all that rage in high school came from. I am pissed. Do not mess.

Also. I am drunk. Drunk talk. Blah blah blah.

I do not want to keep reworking this bullshit. Also. I LIKED THAT EYE WHERE IT WAS!

I miss home. I miss home. I miss home.

And while he may be an asshole, he is a constant in my life.
He is constant and steady, you are not.

I am single because men keep treating me like shit. You are breaking my heart.

Biz Knapp. You filthy whore. TAKE YOUR BIRTH CONTROL.

Things are pretty terrible right now. I miss being in love.