How the hell is it that the world can change so much in less than 48 hours?
Two phone calls.
First one =
One nearly sleepless night.
And now… tonight: the second phone call….
And it was all true. (Not that I doubted the truth, I just wasn’t sure of the depth of truth.. not only was it all true, it was even WORSE than was originally described to me… wow)
Shit, I gotta snap out of it. but GODDAMMIT, why couldn’t she have waited till I found someone? Why do all the feelings have to rush back? Why am I so fucking scared?