Fuck, I miss Anthony. I'm not just saying that because it's late and I'm lonely, I've been thinking about it all day. I miss him, I love him. He's all I've known for a year and a half, I don't want to restart with someone new. My only problem is that my family doesn't like him. Like, AT ALL. But people can change, right? It's probably too late now though, I'm sure he's moved on and forgotten about me. I need to stop worrying about it and get on with my life. But it's super hard. What the fuck do I do?
At one point, he was all I could think about. I always got so fucking excited when I got to see him no matter where it was. I'd get so happy when he'd randomly text me throughout the day, be even happier when he hugged or kissed me.
I was so happy when we moved in together, I thought everything would be smooth sailing from there, no one tells you that it only gets harder. I ended up leaving him because we NEVER talked things out, our relationship was NEVER secret because of me. I was told somebody when we were going through a tough time. I should've just kept my mouth shut.
My mom says my minds always racing because I'm ALWAYS home. She thinks I need to get a job, get back out there and find someone else. I agree I need to get a job, I want to get a job. I'm not sure I want to 'get back out there and find someone else'. I don't know what I want to do anymore, I can't rewind time unfortunately.
I'll just be a sad little fuck for a while, I suppose.
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Champion.
Short StoryI was in a car accident and have a brain injury because of it, so I'm doing this not only to let you all know but to also get you all to understand why I'm so inactive.
