I remember the truth
But I don't have to make this mistake.
I feel like I have to censor this more. I guess I could always just friends block it, but then Justin couldn't read it.
So school is harder this semester. It makes me feel more satisfied, like I'm actually accomplishing something, not just drinking myself blind.
Maybe I spoke too soon on some things.
I broke up with Duke. Hes a good guy, but hes not the good guy for me. I think we will both turn out ok from this.
I have a very busy month ahead of me. Momma comes to visit this weekend, Justin comes to visit next weekend and then we go to Orlando, hypnosis workshop the weekend after that, and then Amsterdam for 8 days. Have to get a 20 page paper done and 5 of the hardest chapters on earth read before then.
I've missed this. I wonder if I've lost my "witty" touch.
Everyday, when I drive over the causeway in my shiny new car, or when my little cat rubs his little head against mine, or when I can reflect on the past couple of weeks and appreciate how true to myself I have been, I am in love with my life. I am just the person that I want to be, and thats great.
Anyone who would pass me up is missing out. I have so much more to offer, I should be worth the effort. Oh, and you aren't.
Get on me, I want to write in this alot more.
I feel like I have to censor this more. I guess I could always just friends block it, but then Justin couldn't read it.
So school is harder this semester. It makes me feel more satisfied, like I'm actually accomplishing something, not just drinking myself blind.
Maybe I spoke too soon on some things.
I broke up with Duke. Hes a good guy, but hes not the good guy for me. I think we will both turn out ok from this.
I have a very busy month ahead of me. Momma comes to visit this weekend, Justin comes to visit next weekend and then we go to Orlando, hypnosis workshop the weekend after that, and then Amsterdam for 8 days. Have to get a 20 page paper done and 5 of the hardest chapters on earth read before then.
I've missed this. I wonder if I've lost my "witty" touch.
Everyday, when I drive over the causeway in my shiny new car, or when my little cat rubs his little head against mine, or when I can reflect on the past couple of weeks and appreciate how true to myself I have been, I am in love with my life. I am just the person that I want to be, and thats great.
Anyone who would pass me up is missing out. I have so much more to offer, I should be worth the effort. Oh, and you aren't.
Get on me, I want to write in this alot more.