This post is old, so what you see here may not reflect my current opinion and mindset, certain information may be outdated, and links may be broken.
My guy left for LA and Las Vegas today at 10 AM. I already miss him. He hasn’t been gone for more than 12 hours yet, and I already miss him.
Amazing. I’ve become addicted to his presence in less than two weeks. How will I survive the next month and a half? Well I believe it’s more than that.
*sighs* I keep worrying that he’ll change his mind about us when he comes back. Will he? He said he wouldn’t, but that pessimistic part of me keeps thinking otherwise. I need to be more optimistic…but I can’t. My damn pessimistic nature has become part of me. Gah… I’ll entertain myself and distract myself from going nuts without him. This was a useless entry. I’ll shut up now.