I’ve been fighting every urge in me that is screaming to call Matt and cry to him about how I made a mistake and that I want him back. That’s probably not even really what I want. I’m just stressin. Growing up, I had this idea of “the one” and now that I’m older, I’m aware that there are literally SO many people on this planet that having one “the one” is a bit ignorant to believe in. Idk. Just my opinion I spose.
But. I also never wanna have to be like “yeah..he was the one that got away..”
Sigh. C is on her way over. Everyone in my friend group is dry and poor right now so that sucks. resin scraping tonight I guesssss.
I keep losing and regaining the same 5lbs which makes me die a lot inside.
FUUUUUCk
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