Into the light of the dark black night
Tonight I realized that sometimes you have to stop being scared of your feelings. Stop hiding things. I was ******* **** and all of a sudden I started hysterically crying, and just spilled out everything that was on my mind. He just pulled me close to him, and I cried on his shoulder. I feel so much better. I cry about once a month, give or take a tear. Usually the tears simply won't flow. They're lost somewhere with the rest of me.
Last night we saw a ghost. I know many of you don't believe in the supernatural, but I do. We drove and drove and drove and ended up at this tiny little church on a ridiculously windy road in the middle of nowhere. We got out, looked at the stars, walked around a bit, and discovered the graveyard behind the church. We stood there in front of it for the longest time, and I saw it. Then, a few minutes later he saw it. It was the palest pale that a flesh could be. It was hunched over and slowly moving, maybe toward us, maybe just side to side. I don't know. We backed away, and drove away, and that was the end. It was strangely comforting. Then again, those types of things have always been comforting to me.
My house is infested with spiders.
I thought I was doubting something. I thought something was going to drastically change. And it did. But a totally different change. Unexpected, opposite of what was going to happen. I guess I'm no longer lying.
Brad needs to sort out some things, definitely.
Monday I'm going to go and get hired at Wendy's. Unless somehow it fucks up like the last few jobs I've tried for. I can't wait to work with Stephanie. Even if it is for a tidbit more than minimum wage in grease-covered grossness, it will be so much freakin' fun.
I saw Van Helsing tonight. It was very good. Not awesome, but almost.
Keep it real<3
Last night we saw a ghost. I know many of you don't believe in the supernatural, but I do. We drove and drove and drove and ended up at this tiny little church on a ridiculously windy road in the middle of nowhere. We got out, looked at the stars, walked around a bit, and discovered the graveyard behind the church. We stood there in front of it for the longest time, and I saw it. Then, a few minutes later he saw it. It was the palest pale that a flesh could be. It was hunched over and slowly moving, maybe toward us, maybe just side to side. I don't know. We backed away, and drove away, and that was the end. It was strangely comforting. Then again, those types of things have always been comforting to me.
My house is infested with spiders.
I thought I was doubting something. I thought something was going to drastically change. And it did. But a totally different change. Unexpected, opposite of what was going to happen. I guess I'm no longer lying.
Brad needs to sort out some things, definitely.
Monday I'm going to go and get hired at Wendy's. Unless somehow it fucks up like the last few jobs I've tried for. I can't wait to work with Stephanie. Even if it is for a tidbit more than minimum wage in grease-covered grossness, it will be so much freakin' fun.
I saw Van Helsing tonight. It was very good. Not awesome, but almost.
Keep it real<3