changes.
i have not written in just about three months.
so much as changed. all i do is question myself about C, i really never know what to think of him anymore.
he is going out with her. the freshman.
I had a marvelous day with him, or so I thought. I go to starbucks, talk all night about him and how I think it all may actually work out for me, only to go home, go on lovely facebook (not.) and see that he is in a relationship with her. This is the fourth time I’ve gone through this. You would think it gets easier, but it just doesn’t.
It kills me the type of girl she is. The kind of guy he makes himself seem like. I honestly of let of of C so much. So I won’t be writing much because I don’t like the idea of him with someone else. Plain and Simple.
Why must life be like this?
