Semi-drunk, unloved, uncared for.
Do I care right now?
Yes.
Did i break down and call the one person I can relate this all happening back to?
Yes.
Liv.
Regrettably; I crawled back to the image that I have exalted for so long. I called her tonight to let her know that I still love her, and that I still ...well...love her.
The girl I am living with, or was living with, told me tonight that she is attracted to someone else, that this "someone" was her soulmate. Now I could give a shit less about this bitch, that is why the recent post have been void of this cunt, because she is in fact a cunt. But for some reason when she told me that she was attracted to someone else I flew into a violent rage. I don't know if it was just male vanity or that I actually cared about this twat. I assume it was merely that I am vain and no one is allowed to fuck that which I am currently fucking. Yet still, the rage was there.
...My life sucks currently.
Tomorrow I am going to find out if I can transfer down to Florida, the state, or Brooklyn. If so I just might exit the state all together.
I have no home here.
I have no friends here.
I am alone.
I am going to make my mind my best friend, like I should have from the beginning.
Everything I love
Will fuck me over in the end.
Will fuck me over in the end.
