My life has changed. Not only did I had a fight with my "ex-"boyfriend, I got a new tattoo and I'm on medication. First things first, the fight - the big one.
On Friday night, I called him. He could not come, could not talk and had to much on his mind to be involved with me. I gave him a choice: Love me or Leave me. He said he wanted to think about it, but I figured he left me. I figured this, since it's Monday and he still did not call. I'm afraid to call, no, not afraid. Stubborn. I won't call him, it his choice.
Second: I got a new tattoo, it's a star on my right wrist, more on the right side - it's not really centered. But I love it.
And third; I'm on my old medication, which makes me sleep the entire night - it should help with the depressions :). We'll figure it out.
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