Broken Hearted Girl

I have never been one to type while walking but I guess there is a first for everything 🤠.Sometimes I think I am too Western for my sake. Will also probably make a lot of mistakes writing this because I am typing again while walking on the highway and the same time trying not to trip or get run over. So I am dealing with a heartbreak am guessing from my first real relationship. Sucks like shit if you ask me and its messing me up .I just skipped school and all because I feel I deserve to sulk in my bed with stashes and stashes of snicker bars and krackles 😥😥.You know, like Zoey from Grown ish.Watch it if you haven’t, really dope movie 👌.So yeah, I want to continuously stuff junk in my mouth and eat my heartbreak away like the fat junkie I am.

I swear I am tripping. Am still walking by the way, just feeling a whole lot better from just a while ago when I looked like someone had just kicked me in the gut. Is this how messed up heartbreaks are!!!! I want to feel guilty for skipping school the third time now because of this but I don’t want this consider this petty. I deserve to sulk right,right? I forget I ain’t speaking. I feel like any moment now I will go back to feeling like shit and sulk all over again.p.s I am already home and just bought two packets of noodles since my broke ass can’t afford Krackles at the moment. I keep telling myself that I don’t want to be in school because my mind isn’t there in hopes that it will sound like a good enough excuse but I know the truth and the truth is I am scared shitless to bump into my current ex. Saying ex brought a sour taste to my mouth. I want to admit to myself that I still probably want him back because I feel guilty but at the same time am reminded of the reasons I broke it off in the first place. Being a girl sucks. I am in my knickers and bra on because I want to. Not sure why I said that but it seemed appropriate in my mind to let you in on what I look like because I no longer know what to feel and am just going with the wind and maybe a slight part of me is hoping that he will come knocking on my door and we can have make up sex and I can quit feeling like a loser. But who am I kidding, I just left him in school and this is isn’t a telenovela ,it’s nothing close to it.

Now am out of content and still feeling like shit. I guess I will just have to eat my problems away and hope I don’t keep missing school because that won’t be so good for my records.✌


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