I just keep trying to be positive about this and give you the benefit of the doubt. But it's hard and I'm scared.

March 23rd needs to come faster... every time I see the trailer for The Hunger Games I almost pee my pants.

Moats & Boats and Waterfalls

I miss everything. I'm not to proud or scared to admit that. I miss you. I may not have been in love with you but I loved you. I still wish we worked but we could never figure each other out. We hid from emotions, we hid from each other.

Go ahead and say I'm a bad friend, but maybe before you go pointing fingers stop for a second and think. How would you feel if someone barged their way in to your life and constantly tired to take your place to the point of you backing down and letting it all go... Yeah it fucking sucks. It's not even just having to know that, but also the fact that it's all that person will talk about. Every other word is about the people who were once your escape. So sorry for making myself distant and not wanting to have to continuously hurt. If that makes me a bitch and a bad friend in your eyes then, so be it. This is how I cope. You just don't get it, you don't see how much you're hurting me. Or maybe you do and for some reason you find joy in that. You feel superior. Just remember where you'd be if it wasn't for me. You're welcome.

Hi, my name's Jenn and I now have 2 jobs in hair salons and I basically just signed my social life away and agreed to work a minimum of 50 hours a week :)