And I was wrong. Yet again. Never be too happy too early cos something's bound to happen to ruin whatever happiness there was. Even if there was just this little teeny bit. Damn.
Depressed. Really really so. I can't believe I wasn't there when I could have been when my very best friend needed me. All the times when I needed somebody, she was there. Always. But when she needed me, I wasn't there. I feel like I've let her down. So if the next time I need someone to talk my troubles away, if she isn't there, I totally understand. I'm sorry. Really truly am.
He wasn't there either when I needed him. Can't blame him. But still... don't know. Whatever.
Going to do work to try to keep my very messed-up head busy. Bye.