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Friday, December 14, 2012


Still alive. Not sure how.

I have fleeting moments of happiness, long stretches of despair, and occasional releases of unbridled, irrational rage in which I picture him coming over my house to give me my stuff back, me beating the living the shit out of him, and then the both of us watching British sitcoms together like best friends.

*siiiigh* If only.

Been talking to my friend Chris in Illinois. I've known him ever since myspace ruled the world (2005, 2006?).
Joshes friends are sympathetic, but not helpful... Well, except this chick Patch. She's the only one who doesn't shove cliches down my throat and basically try to brainwash me into negating our entire relationship together. She just shuts up and lets me cry and scream and holds my hand and whispers words of encouragement.

My little sisters, while I was crying in my room one day, wrote me a poem:

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Josh is a stinkpot
Very unlike you!

Love, your awesome sisters who love you!

They drive me fcking insane, but... I love them. XD

Obviously it still hurts. It's going to hurt for a while. But if I'm still here, there must be a reason for it

If you've begun to pray for me, don't ever stop. If you haven't begun to, please do. And I will pray for you.

I love you
~Belinda

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