Carina
My nerves are at its end. I couldn't sleep last night, my mind going over every possible way today could go and it is f*****g with my head. Will I be seeing him today? How will I react? Will I scream at him, tell him to f**k off or will I be calm and collected? Or will I break down and cry, beg him to just f*****g hold me like he use to? I am a mess as I wait in line to get on the plane, my ticket to hell in my hand. The song, Highway to hell plays in my head and I can't help but laugh at myself. The old lady in front of me turns around to look at me, shaking her head when she sees that I am laughing at myself. "Lady, if I don't find a reason to make myself laugh, life would be really boring. I am very feaken funny in my head and I am sure you would laugh as well if you knew what w
