Ranting. No. Releasing pent up emotions. Shit.
And I hope I could really scream at someone right now. But no, I'm left here with my blog and my coffee and no one to talk to. This is really some shitty situation to be in you know. I'm tired but I must keep typing. I took a break from that long thing I was typing and my eyelids are slowly closing. I need more coffee. I need this break.
Duh, why am I angry? I'm angry at myself for waisting so much time on stuff that I don't need to do and cramming things into what time I have left. No, no one's been bothering me lately... Hmmm. Not unless we count "him". Darn it.
How can you love and hate a person at the same time? He doesn't know, what could I do? I've done all the "pasakalyes" I could possibly do, but no, he's as dense as mercury and as viscous as thick snot. READ THIS: NOT A CLUE. Do you know what I want to do with that guy? I want to slap him hard, shout at him, kick him on the side. But I know I'm going way overboard with doing that. Like, hello, what did he do to me?
He's hurt me so much...for so long. 3 years isn't long enough for you? Well, for me, it's like a decade. How can he not know?
If he was a bad guy I would have bad mouthed him. But, NO! He's probably one of the kindest guys you'll ever meet. Even if I had wanted to hurt him, I would have stopped right before any act of violence touches him. It's hard because all I'm ever doing is hurt myself.
