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Thursday, May 10, 2007
4:04 PM
I feel damn upset, I think slightly worse than how I felt just now writing my first post for today.
We've decided to give each other one last chance, but if it doesn't work out, we'll part but remain friends. All planned out, like it's going to happen. Though it's my idea, because it'd be the best for us, but I can't help hurting and thinking that that day will dawn upon us soon. ]:
What happened to going to the same class, going to SAJC, growing up, exchanging vows, settle down in a nice house and having natnat-s? Aw damn. This is only slightly better than a break up. This phase of being in a relationship sucks.
Stewpit.
Don't know why, but I keep feeling that I'm sharing boyfriend with someone else. ]: Namely someone whose name starts with an 's' and ends with an.. don't wanna say.
Feel like we're coming to an end soon. So sad..