So I noticed a few minutes ago that I went from 43 followers as of yesterday to 42 followers as of this morning. Ruh-roh. I can't figure out who it was that left the fold and it's going to bother me for the rest of my life. I know that's pathetic but it's true. Whoever you are, although you're probably not reading this because you now hate me for some reason, come back! We can work it out. Is it the whining? The cursing? The drug abuse? What is it? At least tell me what I did wrong. We can go to counseling. We can get a dog. We can finally take that trip to Italy you've always talked about. Oh, that was me? Sorry. Well we can go anywhere that you want to go. I'll write better blogs and you will read them and maybe comment here and there. Things can go back to the way they used to be. What do you say? Give a girl one more chance to get it right. I won't let you down.
Ugh. I hate myself for loving you. If you don't want me then I say good riddance. Your loss. Now excuse me while I go cry in my keyboard.
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