i'm back...though not really.. i wonder if being alone is better than being in-love? i wonder if living with and loving someone will compensate for the anguish, the pain, the hurt that being often accompany love. jealousy is one... i'm tired. don't want to talk about it, just want to get over and done with it.

hate this, this really sucks. i hate her to hell and hope she finds herself in my shoes...opppsss, i guess she just went through that. anyway, i wish she'd find herself thinking and wanting me so bad she can't sleep, she can't eat, can't do anything right and the hell with that giant bitch of a nuisance. hope and wish she gets out of her life. now, ain't that selfish? yes it is. and i know it.

okay, the bitch can stay in her life as long as she stays out of mine. and how i wish she'd go through hell of a pain listening to her bestfriend mop because she wanted me back.