*sigh* No, I don't. I obviously have some issues I need to resolve, and I'm trying, but I'm so weak...and I hate it....
Stop this. If your time really is limited, why would you spend it hating on yourself
Because I love him. And believe it or not, I'm more miserable without him, than I am with him. I don't really expect any of you to understand, because I don't understand it myself. Over the past few weeks he's said some really horrible things to me, I'm sure most of which I might have deserved(I'm of the thinking that it wouldn't happen if I didn't deserve it), but yesterday when he said he'd take me back(he was the one that finally ended it)I actually felt a little happy for the first time in a long time. Though, honestly....deep down inside, I feel like he's playing some kind of game with me. I feel like he's pretending, and he's going to turn it all around on me and hurt me as much as I've "hurt" him. No, I never learn. Maybe I'm too lonely, maybe I'm not smart enough....But I fear I'd wait my entire life for him......Once again, just like Catherine Zeta Jones' character Amelia Warren in
The Terminal....she keeps going back to that man that's married because she feels like some day he's actually going to want her...just her....she calls it destiny.....