So I'm sitting in bed just listening to music and wishing that I could call up Mr. Graphic Designer to hang out. And it just hit me like a ton of freaking bricks. Just like that. Good job, Med Student. Freaking perfect. All the things I have said, all the things that have happened over the years, and the things that our strangely hung friend revealed to me. Unfortunately, I don't know how to fix the situation. Or if it's even fixable. I am a horrible person. Not to mention bad friend, but before that a bad person. Ugh.
My heart just broke a little. And that's always a bad feeling. I just hope to God for some reason I'm wrong. I really do. Because I don't know if I could live with myself otherwise.
I know, two posts within two days. I just had to put it down to make myself realize how horrible of a person I've been in the past 2 years. How oblivious and horrible. Christ. Call it my little online confession. Looks like it's going to be a bad day after all.
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