Ironically after I start complaining here, her mom told her how clingy she has been and that she shouldn't rely on me or her friends so much because it's rude. She understands that, and is now starting to not be clingy, which allows me to see her a in different light. She's also getting along with her mom now, which makes her happy, which is great ( Read more... )

I just reopened old scars. Pretty dumb of me. She didn't even respond, which is good, since that would make things even worse for me. I want to know how she's doing and chat with her for about a minute or two. I miss the old days, but then again, I deluded myself to thinking life was good then ( Read more... )

Little by little, she wipes away all of my existence trying to forget about me. She never will. I laugh at this, because neither will I ( Read more... )

I have this tendency to try and get sick to get out of doing things, but when I get sick, it never happens when I want it to ( Read more... )

I webcammed with Tony in order to duel today. We had some technical difficulties with Skype, so my webcam program made a rare appearance. In the window, it showed old pictures and a video of me and Chantelle. It made me mutter, "god damnit," under my breath ( Read more... )

I don't have to talk to her anymore. It feels like my life can go back to normal now. I don't have to waste my time being her emotional bucket ( Read more... )

What the hell is wrong with me.

These flux of emotions isn't normal for me. I don't like it. Why can't I be my old-self. Why are so many things influencing me now when they didn't before. I hate this. Not one bit.

I've always liked the rain despite the people who associate it with emofags. The rain sounds nice and feels nice in a light drizzle. In elementary school, it allowed me to play with the number blocks inside the classroom to make castles and such. It canceled practice until I got around to middle school, and soccer practice was the only thing I had ( Read more... )

Obviously I felt bad after letting out some steam in badminton today. I just had to forget what David told me and not really care anymore. Talking to him didn't really help, but it was nice talking to him since it has been a while. If I just follow what Matt said, I should be fine. Talking to Matt really brings me back up ( Read more... )

I had a dream that I punched a white tiger in the face. It was chasing after me, David, Andy, and Alex. I turned around as it was chasing and aimed for its nose. My punch slid off to the right side, but I kept moving forward and ended up taking hold of the top part of its mouth. Jumping on to its back, I started to punch it on its left cheek. Each ( Read more... )