I just spent about 2 hours reading through old letters received from my ex-boyfriend. I had my chance with true love, and I blew it. What me and this man had was so true, and knowing that, is what disables me from letting it go. 

My ex-boyfriend calling his current boyfriend his “first love.” It’s really ironic though because just about a month ago he texted me telling me I’d be his first and only true love. I mean, whatever— you want to lie to him, fine. But, Kyle, lying to yourself is another thing.  

It’s 1:45 A.M., I need sleep.  It’s 1:45 A.M., I need sleep.  It’s 1:45 A.M., I need sleep.  It’s 1:45 A.M., I need sleep.  It’s 1:45 A.M., I need sleep.  It’s 1:45 A.M., I need sleep.  It’s 1:45 A.M., I need sleep.  It’s 1:45 A.M., I need sleep.  It’s 1:45 A.M., I need sleep.  It’s 1:45 A.M., I need sleep.  SO RESTLESS. 

Tummy is grumbling, head is pounding, and I just want one person. Unfortunately, it won’t happen though. One, because he lives in Georgia- two, because he has boyfriend- and three, because I messed up. I had to tutor bratty, freshmen pre-med students today. I’d love to tell half those kids to quit, by the way they acted. (Unprofessional and immature) I just ran about 5 miles, time for a shower, and bed.