Every Sunday it hurts again. And I dont really know why.

"On lonely nights I start to fade
Memories made in the coldest winter
Goodbye my friend
Will I ever love again?
Memories made in the coldest winter
It's four am and I can't sleep..."

C&P'ing this somewhere i will read it over a bunch of times...

(12:46:14 AM): les
(12:46:39 AM): i'm saying this to you for your sake....i know it's not something you want to hear though
(12:46:40 AM): but
(12:46:44 AM): it's over
(12:46:50 AM): things are never going to be the same
(12:46:57 AM): you're not going to be a big part of his life
(12:58:40 AM): you can't base your whole life on the fact that you two were good friends
(12:52:11 AM): he can be okay without you
(12:52:18 AM): that's just what you need to realize
(12:52:27 AM): you don't need to make sure he is

I have no idea what im trying to do...
I dont want to be here, I dont want to be doing this, I dont even want to care and most days I really dont. Tonight I do, and tonight Im sick. There seems to be a tie to this passing out and chest pain shit. Every single time I get back involved, my overall heath meter goes down like a Sim after a house fire. Lol

Im actually kinda about myself this time, I havent felt this awful in a while...:(
But NO! Im not going to the Dr. Unless his name is Pepper. I have too much to do. :)

Thanks for tonight, you. I really appreciate it. ;)