I drag myself up the stairs to my studio. I am hungry and angry and everything in between.
One might think it’s the whole day's stress. It is but more than that, I might have done a very stupid thing which could brand me as the most stupid person.
I texted him.
Yes, I wish I could use the excuse of being drunk or something but no, I was in a correct headspace. I thought about it, edited the message before I finally sent it.
Well, Claire might have caused me to press the send button despite not being ready to send it but still.
It’s been 6 hours and I haven’t gotten any reply, 5 hours and 50 minutes since it was read but no response till now and I'm going crazy.
I want to pull at my hair, Was I expecting one, I have been trying to convince myself that I wasn’t and just wanted to be p
