Screw mood swings, missing, and long nights.

I can hardly stand without seeing you for the whole five days of the school week, but going thirteen days?

You're my other half.
What sparks my motivation to get up and actually try to accomplish something during the day.
The one person whom I'm thoroughly comfortable with everything.
I don't feel like I have to hide anything at all from you.
'Cos I know you'll understand, and you'll always love me and be here for me.
My Best Friend.
Nothing feels content, or right whenever I'm stuck in this fucking town without you.
I love you more than anything and everything on this god damned planet.

I hate feeling like this.

I've realized that I kind of forget about people that aren't major priorities in my life. Then they come back and are all "What the hell?" And all I can say is, "Sorry, I kind of lost motivation and forgot about you...?"
Buh, aren't I just the most considerate person ever.

Tonight was clear skies, mildly warm air, and neighbor's sprinklers were running. I couldn't help but go outside on a walk, and thus sparked the memories of July '09, you filthy bastard; you're coming back to haunt me. I would write a whole new post on July, but it'd tear me apart too much to dig up emotions and memories. Fuck you, Asheville. Fuck you, deception. Fuck you, emotions. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.

I'm going to bed. and I'm gonna make tomorrow a fucking amazing day; whether it kills me or not...or try to at least.

P.S. It's amazing how a simple "I love you." from the right person can make your night that much enjoyable. Thank you.