How much do I put you off? How many of you that reads this and know me (or thought you knew me) have changed their opinion of me? I can't help but feel that so much of me is a lie.
Probably has something to do with the fact that Thumper Man caught up with me a dozen times tonight. I can't believe this is over. Don't get me wrong, I know that it is, but everytime I do something I get sad because I realize that this might be the last time I ever do this. The last time I hold her when we sleep, the last time I stroke her belly, the last time we'll order clothes together, the last time I'll smell her hair etc. Fuck, I even got the weepies when I washed dirty underwear because I realized that I wont be doing that for much longer either. Pathetic. He really got me good during the night.
Fuck it. Time to go to work. This weekend will sure be fun.
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