I hate this..
Jan. 17th, 2002 06:28 pmI'm sick to my stomach not knowing where she is or what she's doing. I keep jumping up and running upstairs whenever I hear something near the door upstairs. It hurts me not to know where she is. It hurts me to know that I'm not her shoulder to cry on and that for some reason, I can't help her out. I hate that. I hate not being able to help a friend. I hate having to sit her and wonder if she's okay. If she's sitting in the car somewhere crying her eyes out...alone. With no one to comfort her or be there. Fuck...now I'm crying. I hate being so over-emotional. I never used to be like this. I used to bottle everything up and all would be fine. Now, I cry and the drop of a dime, and mostly regarding TJ. -_- I just want things to work out. I want her to be happy. I want us to have and apartment and jobs. i want all this shit to stop. It's fucking sickening. I want it to all go the fuck away.