*Sigh*. I emptied my trunk today. It was chock full of all the crap I grabbed from my ex’s before handing his extra key to his neighbor, during my blind rage over our most recent fight. (They were all my things though… just in case you needed clarification). It felt like carting my own personal baggage into my apartment, only to shove it into a corner to deal with it later…. but I guess that’s what we always do, isn’t it? The irony of how easily I concocted that analogy is mildly embarrassing… well… whatever… it just fit…
*sigh*….. haaappyyy birthday to meeeee….. *picture a dejected, adorable face… ooh like that one! on the upper right! RIGHT THERE! perhaps with scrunched up eyebrows and watery eyes)…. dammit… I wish I hated the dude, but I just don’t. 😦
Also, I love Beyoncé.
Current Jam: “We are never ever getting back together” Taylor Swift
I’m really gonna miss you picking fights
And me falling for it screaming that I’m right
And you would hide away and find your peace of mind
With some indie record that’s much cooler than mine…