The January blues are getting to me I think. I'm feeling self pitying and... alone and very silly things are setting me off, little things which are kind of spiralling into one big thing which is just making me feel like shit. What's worse is that I can't say what I want to say because it's all my fucking fault and i'm really fucking sorry.
I don't have many friends, ok make that like single figures, but I'm having to tell my best friend that he needs to talk to his 'boyfriend' because said 'boyfriend' doesn't think they're going out and is apparently 'in love' with someone else. In love after a month. A month. Is that even possible? I understand deep connections but love? love.
ERGH.
Sometimes I really, really hate my life.
I don't have many friends, ok make that like single figures, but I'm having to tell my best friend that he needs to talk to his 'boyfriend' because said 'boyfriend' doesn't think they're going out and is apparently 'in love' with someone else. In love after a month. A month. Is that even possible? I understand deep connections but love? love.
ERGH.
Sometimes I really, really hate my life.