Late Night Depression

I just told my boyfriend (we’re going through it right now but i’ll still call him that) he was my best friend in the entire world and I couldn’t handle loosing him. Rereading the message, all I can think is how badly I’ve wanted him to say those same words to me regarding our relationship.

I am at a crossroads in my mind. All I do anymore is cry.

Hey-lee-uh

I suppose I can start my first post with introducing myself to the online world (or does Facebook already count as an introduction?)

My name is Haylea London. Yes the same as “Haley.” Nothing fancy going on over here but the spelling. I am twenty-four years old and live in the city I was born in. I work as a server/bartender in a restaurant that serves fish tacos. I have three cats, all three are rescued/adopted.

I almost feel like the first day of school again when the teacher makes everyone stand up and tell the class something about themselves in the hopes that we can “get to know” one another and build friendships. What bullshit.

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