Don't Go Breaking My Heart...

(I couldn't if I tried)

That song is stuck in my head.

Spend four hours in the mall with your best friend and you'll most assuredly see someone you'd rather not. Or in my case several someones. Also in my case, will be one strange boy-blast from the past and you'll pretend you didn't. See him that is.

Your fortune cookie at the place in the mall (whatever it's called) will be oddly accurate, simply stating: "Follow your instincts" which is the one thing you can't seem to do right now.

On the bright side you will storm Bath and Body Works big sale. Take no prisoners.

(Right from the start, I gave you my heart....)

So, this past week has kind of sucked personally. Too much time to think, I believe. Too much dwelling when I'm supposed to be 'so over that', Too tired of saying "It's okay...." to even believe it myself anymore, too many decisions that weren't mine to make (seriously kid, you're driving me fucking nuts.), too many silences filled with glazed-over faraway looks. Too much hairspray.

I'm sad

(whoo-hoo nobody knows it)