Frikkin'

I got woken up at 10 to 12 by a text from the guy I was dreaming about saying "Happy Valentine's Day" to all of his contacts.
The day was not started at a high, to say the least.
I wish I would stop dreaming about him.



I hope County will win, that will cheer me up to say the frikkin' least.

Plus I need to go out shopping, to buy myself some nice clothes. And then I would like to die, because I had 12 hours sleep last night and I'm still tired. And not only does this sleep not bring energy to me, it drains me of everything else by forcing me to dream up scenarios where he's around. The first time I dreamed about him I was happy, but that time things were good. In these dreams he's letting me go. It's hard enough to have it happen to me once without me dreaming my heart breaking a million times over.