I think I get a little depressed when I think too much about when I DON'T get to see my boyfriend. We talk.. every day. Sometimes a lot, sometimes slightly less, but we talk every day via IM and phone. But, I rather like being able to curl up with him... fall asleep with him, cuddle. Just hang out. ..And hugs n' kisses. And I can't get that via the ( Read more... )

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I feel mopey-ish. Not sure mopey is quite right, but. Eh. Definitely don't feel like doing writing.
Which is not particularly good when I _really_ need to be working on getting these done this week. Oh yeah ( Read more... )

Moods are strange. My moods, especially so sometimes. (Hah, is that a sign of PMS ( Read more... )

I feel.. antisocial. No, I feel like I'm being antisocial, though I'd rather have people to hang out with. I just... can't make myself go introduce myself to someone ( Read more... )

It's... funny (not ha-ha funny I guess?) what can - in that small moment - make me feel like... The only thing that comes to mind to describe it is my heart breaking. Figuratively, of course. Just this moment when I feel like crying. Not for myself. Not fully, at least. Like the book I was reading from the library - Iron Kissed by Patricia Briggs. ( Read more... )

I feel like the girl in today's episode of Pushing Daisies, Chuck - holds random guy's hand and closes her eyes to pretend it's... er. whatshisname, the piemaker. Because they can't physically touch. Admittedly, the reasons are completely different but still... touch and you die, or can't touch 'cause of the physical distance? Meh, close enough for ( Read more... )

I... had kinda-sorta felt like typing thoughts and whatnot earlier. But didn't quite want to. Easiest not to think, just do and act and go on and push things out of the way as "no point in worrying about" etc.

Minor picciwhoring instead. 16 pictures... I think I uploaded 11 of them. Now I'm sticking them here, behind the cut. ( See, here's the cut )

I started crying in the shower tonight. Didn't quite realize how much things have been getting to me, I guess. But shower or bed always have been the places I think the most, anyway. Those are the only times I'm honestly by myself for a mostly uninterrupted length of time ( Read more... )

Woke up this morning.. My aunt had left water running at grandma's for the cattle. Overnight. So Karen had to take mom over there to turn it off, which made us late for work ( Read more... )