I don’t really go on here anymore.
I’m just too busy with school. I miss those days when I was free and could blog all day long.
And something happened today.
A blast from the past I guess.
I’m not blaming God, but I think He’s just rubbing it to my face.
Yes, I get it. My first love and I will never be happy together forever and have little babies and live somewhere in Swansea with horses and swans and ducks.
I get it.
Stop it.
But then I remember seeing something on tumblr about a week ago that said,
‘If it still hurts, you still care’
I don’t know how to deal with this.
I need to move.
Or be home schooled.
Fate just loves to fuck around with my feelings.
Not funny, fate, not funny.
It just hurts.
I’m the dust, I’m the dirt, I’m the flowers in the earth. I’m the leaves. But I’m not yours.
On replay: The First Days of Spring record.
Yep.
PS, mind the pretty personal post.
