So I went out to LA this past weekend. And I hurt someone besides myself in the process. I didn't mean to. I didn't want to either. And now I'm not sure we'll really talk anymore.
But I couldn't lie to myself either. I'm still so hung up on Ben that I was thinking about him the whole weekend anyways.
So now what..........
I hate not being able to control my feelings. You'd think that by a certain point in your life you'd be able to do that. Just understand why you feel a certain way and then stop it. I like it when I'm devoid of feelings for those around me. That's really the only time my mind is at rest. Why do we need to care anyways. Someone always just ends up hurt.
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