yesterday pt 2.

so every time I see my boyfriend i feel the need to blog afterward. its kinda freaky because i should be use to this by now. the best way to describe the situation is .... taking candy from a baby. lemme explain. a baby is sucking on his/her lollipop, having a time in a half...enjoying themselves...and then BAM!!! that's enough fun for you today!! i hate it hate it hate it!!!! call me crazy (and i very well may be) but OMG i wish he would never have to leave. last night...as i knew the end was approaching my attitude COMPLETELY changed. i got suppperrrr sad. and after a few minutes of begging, i finally told him what was wrong. after that...there was silence. i HATE telling him that i don't want him to leave. I know it makes him feel guilty and i don't want to make it seem like its HIS fault. he walked me to the bus stop and waited with me..things got better during that time (even though it was cold as FUCK). i'll keep it simple: when he leaves, im sad. when he leaves, we argue....i get mad because i dont see him....hardly talk to him!! to feel the embrace of someone who you love soooooooooooo much means like the best thing in the world to me!!!!!!!! it feels like nothing can hurt me when i'm in his arms. its like us against the world. and the moment he let's go......my life goes back to crap!!! ok, i miss him already.


yea yea yea..im a sad sap.