I'm sitting here after probably the worst night I've had in a while, all thanks to my goddamned dad. It's the nights like these where I get a tiny bit depressed, then think too much about it and then it really starts to bother me. Then after all this, my dad really has to storm down and make my night a living hell.
It's the nights like these I wish you were here so I could just hug you extremely tight, while you tell me "It'll be okay." It makes me sound little and weak, I know. But gah. I really wish I could at least talk to you.
I love you, Goldfish. I just need you to know that tonight is one of those nights I need you more than ever.
p.s., I find it cute I use this blog as a "soon enough she'll read" type of message. Sort of like an away message, or a text you won't get until it's safe. Lol..
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p.p.s., I'm thinking about our song, Are You Gonna Kiss Me Or Not by Thomas Square. I'm not in the mood to listen to anything besides TV, but it's making me smile insanely hard.
You really like the song? It just reminds me so much of us!
ReplyDeleteI wish I was there to take care of you. I'd hug you and keep all the mean monsters away.