Shittiest in a while

I'm all slumped in my chair and frowny and I would even go as far to say I feel a bit sick.... What a contrast to last night. Last night, when I was talking to James (until 3 am) I was giggling and smiling and something was always going on in one of our three conversations. I hate it when he get's like this, "it's my fault, I'm a piece of shit." NO. Why can't he understand how truely amazing he is? No one has ever made me smile as much, made me open up and say things I never would of. Now here I am, listening to my Kill Hannah in the dark talking about pizza. Please allow me a few seconds to shank my watch *shanks watch*. I give up for now, I don't feel like doing anything. I even did one of those dramatic "toss pen down roughly" thing (I've started to write things out on paper first. Started Echo 2, as of now called Rhythms for lack of better title) So I'll be leaving now. Bye.

Your grumpy friend,
Courtney