I hate those quiet, lonely nights here. My mind starts wandering and all those emotions that I've suppressed starts rushing back. I wonder about the things that might have been and past memories that we shared. The smallest things are the greatest triggers. Told myself countless times to forget and just stop hurting myself. Some days are good, but some days are so bad I can't sleep. Why is it so hard to forget? sigh. Wanna grab a tub of ice cream with brownies and just eat and wallow in misery like the loser that I am.

i need to stop this.
suck it up, mel.