P.S. I made this. When I say I made this, what I really mean is I added text to an image made by nazurahchan, which I obtained here. Steal it and I'll kill you. That is all. ♥ Em
It's been five days since we last spoke to each other. It's been sixteen days since we last hung out together. It's not getting any easier for me, despite how much time passes. It's having the opposite effect. Every single thing reminds me of you. You are permanently affixed in my mind as well as my heart. Your residence here is making me numb, and bitter. I don't cry anymore, except for the nights I spend alone. I can't even escape you in my sleep. My dreams focus on nothing but you. I hate you and love you simultaneously. It feels ridiculous. I can only hope that I'm not the only one suffering. Does hurting me make you hurt, too?
This needs to stop. All of it. Make your choice. I've made mine.
I'm getting my 6 tattoo redone today because apparently it needed a touch up badly, and it would be easier to redo it than touch it up. I hope it doesn't hurt any worse the second time around.
I must shower. I have to get it done before work today because Jerry is going back to Florida TOMORROW and I'm going to miss his gorgeous ass.
And perhaps later if I can find the time to before work I'll post a recap of my weekend, because it surely was a wild one.