Curio

Three of my amazing cousin are here trying to move Lynn's stupid curio through the entire house. Lynn's flipping shit, which is what's making this so funny. Anyways, I had a startling realization last night when I snuck out to see Robbie. I don't love him anymore. It's very strange, because I loved him last time I snuck out to see him. Every kiss felt amazing. Last night, though, I just didn't even want him touching me. I didn't want him to kiss me, and I just...didn't want to be with him. I guess I shouldn't say that I don't love him anymore, because I do. I'm just not in love with him anymore. This, however, leaves me in quite a dilemna because I don't want to break up with him, I'm afraid to hurt him. It's unfair to him, though, if I'm dating him without wanting to be with him. All I know is that when we're done with our relationship, I'm never dating again. I found a beautiful quote yesterday: "Sometimes people are the strongest when they have absolutely no one to hold them up."

The sun is shining for the first time in days, and I'm happy.