At least James would watch Guardians of the Galaxy with me. It's so insignificant really, but at the same time it means so much. You never really cared enough to actually make an effort to see it with me, even after asking so many times, after trying to use it to break the ice between us, after so many months of trying to plan it. And then you watch it without me. Just another reason why I should've realized how you actually see me.
I'm so fucking tired and I don't know how to find my feet again. I think I would have preferred to disassociate because I don't know what to do with this feeling or how to overcome it. I'm tired of everything.
I hope you're okay. I worry about you. It sounds silly, but ... I care. I don't like to think that maybe things aren't okay. I just want you to be happy.
my neck hurts.... why does my neck hurt? Like it's been hurting off and on for the past week but it's not extremly painful or anything. it just feels sore.
Good bye, Mibba. You were good to me. Made me do things I'd never imagine doing. Made me talk to some of the best people ever (you know who you are). Made me escape the world for a bit. Thank you.
I don't think I've made an impact anywhere. I'm probably going to be stuck in this stupid state for another few years. Won't be able to get my dog. I hope a bus runs me over O'Malley style honestly. I'm done.