I never realized how many sad songs are on the radio until today, when I had to drive an hour to work, alone in my car. I think I nearly broke down in tears at least twice (probably not a good thing when driving at 80 miles an hour).
I can’t stand this. I’m terrified out of my mind. Because I know you’re the kind of person who, like me, can’t be persuaded once your mind is made up. And even though I don’t know what you’re thinking, I’m scared that you’re going to give up. I’ve been crying on and off for the last two days, and now I’m doing the only thing that can distract me from this; watching South Park. But it still reminds me of you, and lying on the couch at your house, watching episode after episode and eating nachos. Goddammit. I’m going to cry again. This is turning me into a complete wreck.
