Like I Said

This morning I sign in to myspace & his status says "heading to see my baby. Mood: loved." Ugh. It made me cry, because I am so torn about some stuff. And the worst part is he clearly has no idea. I hate to be like "Ya know how you are all happy & stuff & thinkin' things are great? Well, I was thinking not so much." I hate some parts of my brain. Why can't I just be ignorant & blissful?