So Sick

crazy how a cloud just came over me and then this song came on... ON MY SNUPE DOG RADIO STATION... really? mopy neyo?  where's xplosive?!?!

anyway, my Lish just broke up with her musician boyfriend. it's eery how similar our stories are, too, on down to the "upkeep" of our former S/O's apartments (shudder). every question she asks me, I have FIRST HAND experience and can answer painfully. you love this person so much and they get you but there is a doubt about going on with them. doubt and growing resentment.  we all can agree that's not good in a relationship.  so not only that, but there's another guy who wants to make her his (Marine, anyone?) but she just wants to do the solo thing for a while, and on on and on...

so after we partied on friday, saturday morning was soul baring girl talk. i started crying cause i remember being SO.HAPPY. I remembered looking forward to every weekend, I remember feeling like he was truly my knight in shining armor, i remember feeling so safe and secure with him, i remember feeling like a queen and feeling good when i went above and beyond to treat him like a king. i remember not feeling like i was too skinny, bourgie, dark, or ANY OF THAT BULLSHIT that has come out of some fuck niggas mouths...

anyway, it hurt not having that good feeling and it absolutely killed when i started to remember the shift. when i stopped seeing him as amazing. when we got to a pain that not even a gorgeous ring could heal. i wanted it to. but it was too late.

whatever the case, Lish is in Boston indefinitely.






i told you our stories are similar.