Can I Stop Crying Now? I'm Gonna See Him Tomorrow. What The Fuck Is Wrong With Me?

God.
He goes to bed.
And I'm laying in bed, stifling sobs while talking to Sarah on Facebook and listening to music.

Jesus Christ, I can't belive how unstable I am.
The sinking feeling is gone now. And my tears are finally starting to dry. I can feel myself getting tired.
Thank God.
Now I can dream about him until tomorrow morning when I get to see him. <3