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May. 31st, 2006
It's over.
May. 31st, 2006 07:14 amRanada's met somebody else. We're still going to be good buds and roomies. Not like I have a lot of choice - the station isn't making enough money for me to make it on my own yet and my physical problems have me in pain even when I do something so simple even as taking garbage down to the curb.
We've been precious little other than roomies who have sex every once in a while for a long time now, anyway, so this isn't a total shock. But even knowing down deep that it was coming, I can't help but have this feeling of "Mind that bus, what bus, splat" (and yes, bun, that was taken from Red Dwarf).
Yes, we've "broken up" before. But I think this time - it just feels like she means it, you know? I feel in here like she means it.
Now what the fuck do I do?
We've been precious little other than roomies who have sex every once in a while for a long time now, anyway, so this isn't a total shock. But even knowing down deep that it was coming, I can't help but have this feeling of "Mind that bus, what bus, splat" (and yes, bun, that was taken from Red Dwarf).
Yes, we've "broken up" before. But I think this time - it just feels like she means it, you know? I feel in here like she means it.
Now what the fuck do I do?
