Worst. Bank. Holiday. Ever.
So you came in the library on Saturday and turned my world upside-down again. You were only there five mintues, so I don't know if you came in just to see me, but if you did I was over there, behind the counter, flailing. I wanted so badly to go voer and say hello but I was paralysed with fear; heart pounding, dry throat, the works. Also, I just feel so bad for you, your dad died just the other month and the last thing you need is me fucking things up the way I always seem to do.
But if you'd only come in again, I swear I can overcome this fear; I can be there. All I need is courage, determination and to stop thinking the fuck about my own shit and put you first. You would be pleased to see me right?
In other news I still have a boyfriend who knows somethings wrong, hence spending all of today moping and feeling sorry for myself. Hey there Universe, think you could sort this shit out for me? Thought not.
But if you'd only come in again, I swear I can overcome this fear; I can be there. All I need is courage, determination and to stop thinking the fuck about my own shit and put you first. You would be pleased to see me right?
In other news I still have a boyfriend who knows somethings wrong, hence spending all of today moping and feeling sorry for myself. Hey there Universe, think you could sort this shit out for me? Thought not.