I miss you, or rather, i miss the memories we once shared. The thought of us together. Just like Katy perry illustrated so clearly

"because when I'm with him Im thinking of you,
If you were the one who was spending the night
Oh how I wish that I was looking into your eyes
He kissed my lips I tasted your mouth
He pulled me in I was disgusted with myself"

But it's okay because this feeling will pass . Because you're never coming back anymore.

On the other note. I am so freaking angry with myself. Why do I keep doing things that I don't wanna do? Why do I keep putting myself in the situations that I know I will regret? When will I ever learn to keep myself in check?
When will I stop being so screwed up?

Damn hormones, you're doing a really good job of making my emotions totally topsy turvy :<