Waiting

That's really all I can do right now. Ha ha! His arm fell off! ^

It sucks how life comes back and bites me in the ass, especially when I proclaim something and firmly believe in it, only realize it was not how I felt. I constantly lied to myself, thinking that it would one day become true, and I wouldn't hurt so much. That was pretty stupid of me. Trying to forget made it hurt even more.

I don't need to name who she is. It's not like I'm ashamed or afraid, it's that anyone who knows me knows how it is. I know I tend to blog about her from time to time, not mentioning her name, as if I'm trying to be secretive or something. Am I trying to be secretive? Perhaps so. Why? For no reason at all. Are you sure? Positive. Regardless, I'm the only person I know to blog so damn much about everything.

Ironic how unrequited this feels. What a bastard, that irony is.