untitled #938
i’ve felt absolutely amazing all day. i did something that i’ve wanted to do, and it made me happy. for once in my life, i’m enjoying the way i look. although i could lose some saddlebags here and there, maybe even a muffin top or two, i’m comfortable with me. that added to my happiness for the day.
… and then in one split second, with the lyrics of one stupid little song, by some band that i thought might be worth checking out, just crushed the sand castle i had been building all day, and tears have taken up residence in the moat. i hate it. i hate that i let his memories do this to me. i know that i’m the only one that can make myself feel this pain, but if i knew how to ignore it, i’d give my right arm, left leg and six of my toes not to be subjected to this bullshit.
