I was woken up at 7 this morning by something buzzing in my room. When I first opened my eyes I thought it was a bird that I saw, but it was a huge bee. I killed it and it fell down somewhere and just as I was going back to sleep, zombie-bee rose from behind my bed. Not like I could go to sleep after that.
This is why Im even awake now.
The sun is shining, which may just be the only upside of this not-so-glorious morning. Actually, I dont know that its even an upside seeing as how I hate sunbathing. I got bored and went into our guest house looking for an old book or just something to do, when I became aware of the bed: the one R and I slept in during our first summer together. He had his own bed but he came over to mine, or if it was the other way around, either way I have no idea how we could stand it without dying from the heat.
I know, enough about R, the reason Im going on and on about him is probably because I want to write to him but I dont dare. Hell get mad, or annoyed, or whatever, and besides I think he kind of has someone else.
WHATEVER.
I need to stop being a crazy ex gf.
I dumped him for a reason. Which was?
Well, if I remember it correctly, I think it was because hes a nerd. Yes, a lovable nerd, but we didnt fit together. For one thing he couldnt say no to me, and second, what kind of 16-18 year old doesnt go out at night? All we did was see each other. I was isolated and unhappy. Fullstop.
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