So another "former" is now happily married.
And here I sit.
Don't get me wrong. I love my Blake, very much. And a trip down the aisle is planned for the future, most definately, but Im just sitting here wondering why I'm not there yet.
The cheaters, the beaters, the ones who hurt me and lied to me and broke my heart.
All married. All happy. Babies and good jobs and happy pictures.
Maybe Im being childish and selfish, but where is the fucking justice in that?
I'm too fucking tired to be all emo tonight.
And yeah, I locked comments on this.
Not that anyone fucking reads this anyways to comment.
I dont wanna hear platitudes.