Life is hell.
Only 2 months with a girl I didn't even think I'd fall for and I am this miserable?
I need to learn self control. I've resorted to creating a fake facebook account to see pictures of her, as her privacy settings are low. I knew it was the stupidest shit I could do, but I couldn't help it.
It's like getting a big hit of something when you're in withdrawl. It is so fascinatingly sweet, but the cataclysm that follows rends the soul.
Oh well. At least I have this little corner of the internet to help make me feel just a bit better. It's a way to talk without burdening anyone. After my last breakup I wouldn't want to do this again to anyone.
I find it funny that the things which mainly support me from falling completely off the brink is a keyboard and a virtual wall of text.
I have some poetry swirling in my mind. Perhaps I'll compose it and post it this weekend.
