of course

typical me to expect so much from one person. i think i need a vction from my brain and just go like fuck it. his mom was right, i shouldnt be "sweating him". seriously who the fuck am i? who the fuck am i to be managing his time for him. its not like we're going to get married. its not like i matter as much as i hope to. most of all im just a no one that he is trying to drift away from. story of my life. need to stop. stop caring. stop calling and texting. stop talking. and most of all stop loving.