11.21.2002
you stupid fucking bitch
get over it, diana! you cannot retroactively justify a mistake and concoct feelings where once there were none, or nothing genuine besides lust. because i can wonder if it was the chicken or the egg that came first, whether physical beget emotional or emotional begat physical, but i know the truth. and the sad truth is that throwing myself out there, for whatever reasons i've justified it with in my head, is not what this moment calls for. i cannot create a friendship where one was not meant to be. i cannot keep up with these assholes. i must own up to my mistake, reckon with He who needs to be reckoned with, learn from it, be grateful, and move on. to better things, to promised things, and perhaps most urgently, to new zealand.
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bubbly and lovely: i'm too poor for therapy.
