Eb's Dear Diary

Dear Diary, I don’t deserve this treatment... I deserve to be loved. I know that I do... this isn’t fair... I gave him such a thoughtful  gift. I insisted I didn’t want anything for Valentine’s Day, just a coffee. That is it. No expectations or any

Dear Diary, I slept on the floor last night. Honestly it’s just as comfortable as the bed, and more comfortable than the couch. I woke up to Brandon hovering over me with my phone in his hands. Going through it.... I don’t care. What is he going to

Dear Diary, It’s 10:47 and I’m writing again. Mostly because the guy who is suppose to love me under appreciates me and I am hurt, which makes me miss HIM more. But also because I’m really struggling with the fact that he doesn’t see it. He thinks

Dear Diary, I’ve decided to write everyday I miss you. Instead or texting, calling, stalking... I am going to write about the pain I feel.  I wake up everyday with a hole were you were. You left a mark on me. I truly don’t think I will ever be