I'm sensitive and I'd like to stay that way...
I thought by now I would stop crying everyday about the loss of my grandpa. I know that the grief process can take awhile, but geez, this is out of hand. I talk to him like I used to talk to God...its strange, but the day he died...I replaced him as my go-to for prayers and requests.
I guess that I just think he'll relay the message. Strange how the mind works.
Its lonely here in Cincinnati. I'm ready for something to go my way. I think I deserve it...after the divorce of my parents, death of my grandpa, the big move to this hell-hole, etc....
I didn't want to take this job....and wish that I never had.
That's it for now..I'm tired of rolling around in self-pity.
Harriett really wants her own area...to use her sewing machine and to make her own place in this world...
I guess that I just think he'll relay the message. Strange how the mind works.
Its lonely here in Cincinnati. I'm ready for something to go my way. I think I deserve it...after the divorce of my parents, death of my grandpa, the big move to this hell-hole, etc....
I didn't want to take this job....and wish that I never had.
That's it for now..I'm tired of rolling around in self-pity.
Harriett really wants her own area...to use her sewing machine and to make her own place in this world...