I didn't get the guy that I really liked but instead found one I wasn't even looking for.
He's kissing my forehead just because, says I'm gorgeous no matter how many times I tell him he's wrong
I get those knots in my stomach that just really drive me insane, I still get that sadness...
I say that it can't control my life but some days I just can't help but give into it.
Then I kick myself in the ass for it later.
It seems like I can't even take it a day at a time, so instead I take it just an hour at a time.
I do everything I can to be happy even if it means just sucking it up and putting on a smile.
I have to be strong my friends expect me to be.
As my mother says,"I didn't raise a weakling."
So as much as I hate to even be home with her.
I will not be the "weakling" she has raised.