Dec 24, 2009 18:39
There's snow. And its everywhere. I'm sitting in the lobby of my mothers apt complex. The chairs are way to comfortable. And its making me very sleepy. Even after several cups of coffee. So I'm done tormenting myself. Laura helped me realize that being a martyr helps nobody and its a selfish excuse to feel sorry for myself. Works for me until now. I understand how bad that whole situation is for me. And I'm glad I can move on. I don't count that as defeat. I count it as a win in my books. You are no longer my drug of choice. You are no longer what I need to live. I'm sick of not being recognized by you. So goodbye. Goodluck being alone. And selfish. Ill be around. But never again will u steal my heart. I won't let you.
On the lighterside. I seem to have reignited a flame that was once so dim. I have not seen or talked to her in years. In a way. She's a lot like me excluding the pot smoking chain smoking beer guzzling bad language man that I am. She despises pot. And cigs. Well to bad. No woman can cange me. Unless she's hot as hell. Ne ways happy xmas.