Things happen so fast, can't see the difference in the present and the past. I just hope that one day I have the chance to make it right, and tell you everything I wish I could tell you now. Don't give up!

If only we could use the shower to wash away our sins.. If only our wrong choices would pour into the drain and out of our memories.. If only we were allowed to bathe and be freed of the consequences of yesterday...

Over time we all grow, or should for that matter, and growing apart from people seems to be a pattern. It's his fault, it's her fault, we are all to blame. Somehow, some way, we continue to experience occurrences with different people and it still results in the same thing. Is anything meant to last?

Up until today, I've always felt like I had met my match from heaven... Justin. He remembered all of the little things, showed me that he cared, my co-workers at the office steadily begged me to stop bragging about my man, my man, my man. How could I ever suspect that my "closest" co-worker, basically like my work bestie, and my husband would ever do something like this to me. Hm.. now it all makes sense how both of their schedules changed suddenly, making them both off work and available on Wednesdays. While I'm at work, bored and alone, the day dragging out, my man and bestie are at home, relaxing, to my knowledge individually, in the privacy of their own homes. This is sick! My stomach just turned. What they don't know is... I don't get in my feelings, I just get even. They then fucked up now!

RIP to the realest, my forever favorite