Not OK

Wow, haven't written in here for like... well, a long time. These days have been crazy and I've been a mess.
I love you my best friend/most amazing person ever/husband-to-be-one-day/the love of my life. I love you even though you didn't call (which you did but my phone didn't think it was necessary to let me know which is of course your fault cause it definitely can't be my fault... yeah, that's the golden rule... There is always someone to blame and that's never me =) ) I really got so disappointed when you didn't call cause I know you are the greatest guy ever and the greatest guy ever always calls to say sorry... and then when you told me you called but the stupid phone didn't ring I was so relieved that I am the stupid one and you did call =)

Changing the subject...

Picture something for me... You've definitely seen a junkie. If you know that person and he or she really wants to get rid of that bad addiction but he just can't... and he just goes on and on cause he can't help it. It's an addiction. And you feel sorry for that person and you know that he is a good person but this thing is just stronger... That's me. Addict. A stupid one at that. I'm sorry for the word I'm about to use, it's just the most appropriate... I'm such a jerk, such a b****. Really.
A song can say it all better than me so...

One may think we're doing fine
But if I had to lay it on the line
We're losing ground with every passing day
We're not OK
But that's one thing I would never say to you...