"You should stop trying to fix people" said my mom this wednesday.
I’ve never realized that till that day, maybe I broke myself into pieces to fix other people and that would explain a lots of things.
I’m at my mom’s job stealing internet but I have to make a quick trip to the school.
I’m on my mom’s job stealing her internet.I’m ok, im at home and even if im still crying about the mess, ill promise ill be fine.
Almost time to leave, love you all
I should be packing but half boxes made me sad.
Time to face the music and pack
Talk from yesterday:
After telling about the break up & sobbing to my ex: “Sorry I’m full of sad stories to tell”
"You are a huge sad story" he said while taking a sip of his drink.
Arturo went out and weirdly i cannot ask him where and with who since we are just friends now.
I feel kinda lost because I had my first bf when I was 16 and broke up when I was 21, weeks later I started dating Arturo so it’s weird that I haven’t been single for 8 years (taking into account that I lived 2 years with Arturo).
Now I have a healthy friendship with Ramses and Arturo is heading that way (taking into account we broke up in fairly friendly terms -and he will have blacky here). So, what now?
The afternoon out with the xbf went well, probably I’ll be out of here tomorrow afternoon and maybe I’ll coming back on Sundays (if everything goes fine).
Sorry about the break up spam. I’m out to school and probably have tea with the ex so I’ll come back a little late.