Wow someone needs to come check on me because I am pretty sure I am dead.
If you message me for my address and bring 4 dozen cartons of birthday cake ice cream, Moulin Rouge, Tissues, a bucket, and a defibrillator I may be able to be saved.
If not well it’s been nice knowing/creepy following you guys over the internet.
Peace.
It's Over
Jesse McCartneypretty much how i feel.
Jesse McCartney - It’s Over
We’ve run out of words we’ve run out of time
We’ve run out of reasons really why we together
We both know it’s over baby bottom line
It’s best we don’t even talk at all
Don’t call me even if I should cross your mind
Hard enough I don’t need to hear your voice on my messages
Let’s just call it quits it’s probably better
So if I’m not returning your calls it’s ‘cause
‘Cause I’m not comin’ back I’m closing the door
I used to be trippin’ over missin’ you but I’m not anymore
I got the picture phone but baby your picture’s gone
Couldn’t stand to see your smile every time you dialed
‘Cause it’s over
Girl you know it’s over this time
So when you call I’m pressin’ seven
Don’t wanna hear your messages messages
I’m tryna erase you from my mind
‘Cause it’s over
I swear girl it’s over this time
So don’t keep callin’ leavin’ messages
Don’t wanna know where you been
Baby ‘cause it’s over
I still wake up every morning quarter to ten
I still eat my cereal right at the kitchen table
I can’t even remember how long it’s been
No trouble stayin’ occupied
They ask about you whenever I come around
I do what I can not to put my business in the streets
Last thing I need’s another episode
Keep conversation short and sweet because
‘Cause I’m not comin’ back I’m closing the door
I used to be trippin’ over missin’ you but I’m not anymore
I got the picture phone baby your picture’s gone
Couldn’t stand to see your smile every time you dialed
‘Cause it’s over
Girl you know it’s over this time
So when you call I’m pressin’ seven
Don’t wanna hear your messages messages
I’m tryna erase you from my mind
‘Cause baby it’s over
I swear girl it’s over this time
So don’t keep callin’ leavin’ messages
Don’t wanna know where you been
Baby ‘cause it’s over
You know that it’s over when the burnin’
And the yearnin’ inside your heart ain’t there anymore
And you know that you’re through when she don’t do to you
And move you like the way she moved ya before
And you wanna pull her close
But your heart has froze
You kiss her but her eyes don’t close
Then she goes out of your heart forever
And it hurts you but you know that it’s better
Girl you know it’s over
Girl you know it’s over this time
So when you call I’m pressin’ seven
Don’t wanna hear your messages messages
I’m tryna erase you from my mind
‘Cause it’s over
I swear girl it’s over this time
So don’t keep callin’ leavin’ messages
Don’t wanna know where you been
Baby ‘cause it’s over
‘Cause it’s over
Girl you know it’s over this time
So when you call I’m pressin’ seven
Don’t wanna hear your messages messages
I’m tryna erase you from my mind
‘Cause it’s over
I swear girl it’s over this time
So don’t keep callin’ leavin’ messages
Don’t wanna know where you been
Baby ‘cause it’s over
“all you ever liked to do was be the little spoon. that was not sensible, of course, because youre so much taller than i was. but you were always the little spoon, and you would grab my hand and bring it around to the front of you and kiss it before we went to sleep. you would tangle your legs with mine and create a death trap so i could never escape; as if i wanted to. i would trace the sillhouette of your body in the dark, plant a kiss between your shoulder blades and fall into dreamland. This was our every night, it became a routine, and everything seemed so great. “
So this happened today...
- Dick: What list would be shorter-
- Me: The people who actually like you and can put up with your bullshit.
- Dick: Something wrong?
- Me: Yeah. I'm tired of you coming in and out of my life trying to tell me that we are meant to be together and shit. You only come to me when you get lonely and its fucking old. I have someone who means more to me than you ever did. Its over. We never had anything to begin with and I dont want anything with you. Ever. I want you to stop calling me, unfriend me on facebook, unfollow me on twitter, and just leave me alone. I'm done.
- Dick: Oh.
- Me:
- Dick: Are you serious?
- Me: Goodbye.
So it has come to this...
It’s 8 o’clock, an hour and a half until my work has to be in the studio ready for marking.
I have 5 of 10 final designs.
I have 5 of 10 CADs.
I have 5 of 10 flats.
I have no a2 mood board.
I have one unfinished jacket with an incredibly dodgy collar.
I was up til six in the morning and I could physically do no more.
So stressed out I’m afraid to eat breakfast incase I puke it back up.
The caffeine shakes turned into stressful shakes.
Oh and we have a house inspection today and my room looks like a bomb site because I haven’t had time to clear up, double trouble!!
Why am I getting so worked up over one simple soft tailoring project?! Yeah it’s the first project I’ve missed the deadline for since the shirtdress lat year, which was my first project here, but so what?!
The worst thing that could happen is I fail and get a referral project, which means I have to do another one to boost my marks.
You know what? I don’t even care anymore :3
Screw this shit.
xxx
