Bleh.

So since last night I have been emotionally charged. Like, there have been a few times where I've been ready to break down and cry, over literally nothing.

Last night I was doing a lame myspace survey, and one question asked me to describe my mother in three words. And I sat there, staring at it for a good 5 minutes, unsure of what to say. I finally decided on, "I.Miss.Her."

...It took so much for me to admit that. Cause I haven't wanted to in so long. I still don't want to admit it, but I just have to before it rips me apart. She's hurt me and screwed me over so bad, and yet I still miss the fuck out of her. I just can't bring myself to see her, or try to make amends with her, because it would be setting myself up to get hurt yet again.

Last night I kept thinking about her, and each time I was ready to burst into tears.


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