Late Night

Well, hi there. Anyone who might be reading this, but I'm sure not. It's about... I'd say 4:30 or so in the morning, and I'm working on a cup of coffee because I can't really sleep right now. But the thing is.. I don't really want to sleep. I could care less. I actually like staying up for all night and all day the next day. I never really tired. There's just something about the feeling I have when I'm sleep deprived. I don't necessarily LIKE it, but it is an unusual feeling that makes sleep the next night so much better. SO, with that, I'm going to need to finish this cup of coffee, which by the way, tastes pretty good. :)
Maybe I went a little too deep on my last blog post. That long rant about my ex boyfriend drama really was ridiculous. I should be past it by now. I don't know what I was so scared of.. or what I was scared of the most. Losing him or losing me. The thing is, though, I didn't lose me. I'm perfectly fine over it. I'm still the same person. I'm not the same person I used to be, though.
I look back on a lot of things in my life, and one of the happiest points of my life was when I was being around Hunter. I don't know, but, I think he might really be the one I'm truly in love with. I know for sure though that I've messed up things pretty bad with him. I really hurt him. It would take a lot and I mean A LOT to get things back to how they were. I just can't believe I gave up SO MUCH for Gavon, when really he wasn't even worth it. Nothing was worth missing out on because of him. Not even Homecoming. That was ridiculous. But yeah.
You know how you start having second thoughts about staying up because you're getting tired? Oh yeah that's me ! I think I want to sleep but then again I want to stay up.... So I guess what I'll do is stay awake and get on a few websites or something and try to be entertained and just see what happens. :) But I'm getting off of here. Goodbyeeee<3

Just Another Blog Post.

Gavon broke up with me. It ended pretty quietly. There isn't really much to say about it now, because, well, it's over and done with, but, he really crushed me. He made me really happy, and he gave me such a feeling of security and life. I felt like I was a different girl. I felt like I had found someone that I could actually feel comfortable with. Someone that I was compatible with. Someone that I would easily be able to open up to and tell all my secrets to. I guess for me, that's hard to find. Someone who I actually believe cares. Which, for me, at that time, I thought it was him.
At the time I met him, I was feeling really alone in my life. I felt like I didn't really have anyone. I was really lonely. We talked. I can't even remember what about, but we had really nice conversations. I thought so anyways. He went with me to get my second tattoo, you know, as a hand to squeeze if it started to hurt. That's exactly what ended up happening, too. Next thing I knew, I was going to his house and staying all day, and the days that followed were the same.
He told me he wanted to be with me, and I should have listened to my first instinct and said no. I should have just let the whole thing go. I always knew, somehow, that the relationship would end one way or another. I knew that I was a weak person and a hopeless romantic. So I gave him a chance because part of me wanted to have the experience and that rush of having someone new. It was actually really great, while it lasted. But everything has an ending.
Later on, we started getting into fights. I got depression and started becoming more distant from everyone. Including Gavon. I didn't mean for things to ever seem like I had done something wrong, and I didn't mean for things to get as bad as they did, but I know that if he would have just given me a chance, I could have fixed things. Maybe I couldn't have fixed everything but I most certainly could have fixed the fighting and the depression. My depression had slightly subsided, enough to the point to where my mood was better and I wasn't feeling so distant. I guess that wasn't enough.
I know if he would have just gave it a chance, and just tried to work things out, that maybe things would be different. But he didn't. And I guess that's what hurts me the most about it. If he really cared about us, and if he really cared enough, he would have given it a chance. He gave up on me. He gave up on our relationship. Like it was nothing.. Like it meant absolutely nothing to him at all. I guess that's what happens when you fall in love. You can go on for the longest time, SAYING you're so truly happy with a person, but then, in the end of it all, someone decides to take the easy road. Someone decides that they want something different. When they realize that, they won't change their mind. They won't even make an attempt to make things right because, in their mind, that's the cause of all their problems. The main ones in the relationship that do this is the guys. Why? I'll never really understand it.
I can't say that my heart is broken.. because when your heart is broken, you actually care, right? But, in this case, I just don't care... at all. I don't really care about anything anymore. It doesn't matter all that much to me weather Gavon is here with me or not. I don't think it would change the emptiness that I'm feeling.
I guess I'm just really trying to focus on the future. My life is not over, and I still have time to find someone. One day, I think that I'll find deep, meaningful love one day. It won't be from Gavon, but it will be from someone who really loves me and it will be from someone who knows what is right and what is wrong in a relationship. I'm just hoping that this will all get better in time and maybe I won't think about it. I hope one day I'll wake up and it won't hurt anymore. Maybe one day I'll have found a man that will love me forever. But I guess that it doesn't even really matter... not right now anyways. But anyways. it's about 3 am, and I'm beginning to get really tired. I'm going to get some sleep and so I guess I'm finished writing this blog post.

Merry Christmas!

Maybe this Christmas break could have been better. Maybe things have been making a turn for the worst here lately... but I guess that's just life and I guess I'm just going to have to toughen it out and pull through.

Can't Mess This Up ..

I'm a little drunk... i'm not gonna lie. So what if it's not even 10 pm and it's a Tuesday night? I was a little depressed I guess. I'm not exactly sure why though. Things really are starting to look up. Only the girl that's been trying to get my boyfriend, she's getting pissed off that my boyfriend talks about being with me and she's pissed that we're together.
But, you see, the funny thing about it is, SHE LIVES IN A DIFFERENT STATE. I realize that maybe like as close as Alabama is to Florida or Mississippi, like when the states are right beside eachother, it really isn't that much of a big difference. You can actually get to Florida or Mississsippi from where I live in about 3 hours. But she lives like 3 states away. Like 3 states away like 14 hour drive! Honestly, (maybe I'm wrong, I've never been in those shoes) that's IMPOSSIBLE to have a relationship like that anyways!
Why don't you find a boyfriend at your school? I mean unless you go to an all girls school, you have no reason to not have a boyfriend from YOUR OWN SCHOOL. Why do you have to mess with MY boyfriend? Why can't you get another boyfriend? One that lives near you? A boyfriend you can see whenever you want... you're messing with MY RELATIONSHIP. You're messing with MY LIFE! Sooner or later you're going to HAVE to move on and find someone else! Because me and Gavon are NOT breaking up over you. I'll be damned, to some of the lowest pits of hell before our relationship is ruined over you. But weather it's sometime soon or sometime way in the future, you're going to have to give up. Either way, it doesn't matter to me because still, reguardless, you still live like 3 states away, and there's nothing you can do because you're so far away. So I'm uneffected and I'm not the least bit worried about it. :)
This is stressing me out, writing about this. It's making me think more and more about it when really all I need is to forget it. And being as drunk as I am isn't helping. I have drank a lot of Captain Morgan! It's like my mind is going fast but my body (slowed down by the alcohol) can't seem to type everything my mind is coming up with because I can't type fast enough!
Maybe I just need to relax. Maybe I need to lay off talking about this shit because it just seems to get me worked up everytime. But even though I'm worked up, it's still a relief to blog about it. It gets it off of my mind, and even though the problems are problably not going away on their own, I still have the internet :b so I can do pretty much anything.
And now, in just this short amount of time, I have thought about a billion things I could blog about. So many possibilities and ideas. But I'm afraid I don't want to commit to writing a blog post with every single one of those ideas. I'll just write them separately. So this is the end of this blog post.

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