Everyone, Pompeii, 79 A.D. (via ahkep)
This was good to come across this morning. Still hurting, but hopeful. If I’m hurting this much over someone who didn’t love me back, I can only imagine how full my heart will be when I find someone who can love as hard as I do.
Of course its true: Even with my first-hand experience, constant affirmations and honest faith that things will get better and hurt less with time, heartbreak still reeeeeeeeeeeeealllly sucks. And I’m getting impatient. And anxious. And more and more likely to text or call or do something stupid.
A few more weeks. That is what I am giving myself. A few more weeks of no communication and if I still feel this terrible and this lost, then I will take it as a sign that I should be doing something to fix this and win her back. I should be fighting.
It doesn’t really make sense. Even if I am convinced in a few weeks that this whole thing is a big mistake and that we were meant to be together, does not mean she will have reached the same conclusion or feel the same. In fact, a few more weeks may have her even more convinced that life is better without me.
I suppose, when I experience “true love” I will know for sure. But until then, I just have to assume that everything I feel this strongly must be “true”(?) So should I be fighting for this? Or will I someday have something so “true” that it won’t even be an question to fight?
Anyways, I should sleep. Thinking is dumb right now.
Got bored waiting for the check… Decided to start a little business. Spoiler alert: People will pay anything for coat check. Even if it’s just you and your friends sitting at a table in a restaurant…
the problem with friday is that by tuesday i’m ready to go out and get trashed and have a great time so by the time friday comes, i’m tired as fuck and just wanna stay in bed watching netflix.
True life of the 20-something grandma. Preach.
Mama Laurie knows how to do a brunch spread. Like a boss. #professional #secondfamily #muchlatergram @arodriguez2390
1. That I will cave and text her like an idiot.
2. That she will contact me in some way. Because I honestly don’t know what I would say. I am definitely in whatever stage mixes anger and denial and false hope and regret and stupidity all in one. Im pretty sure I’d ask her to get back together and tell her to fuck off within the same breath.
3. That I will slap an angsty, disrespectful 7th grader this week. Seriously, these kids ridiculous. Not cute. Not cute at all.