I wish Rodrigo were here and I had a freaking car
...so he could make me feel pretty. Help me get a car that doesn't scare me. Comfort me. Tell me its OK. Make me feel safe.
I miss his company.
The feeble winter turns into spring. I miss my kitty. I miss everything. Everyone here seems to have it so together. Every day I fight the urge to bail.
My foot has not gotten well. I still can't run or take stairs easily. Which means I can't really exercise except swimming. So I need access to a pool I can swim in, like real laps. But I need a car to do that. I don't have any time. It goes round. I fall deeper in.
It makes crazy noises when I move it around. I get shooting pains up my leg. It keeps me awake sometimes. I put ice on it every night. I look at commercials for old people medicine and they're jogging and that makes me cry. I'm 23 and I can't even run.
I feel totally helpless. Dallas is so mean. You can't get anywhere with no car. And nobody wants to drive you around to foot doctors and health clubs so you don't lose your mind.
Fuck it, enough of this. I've got to get some kind of excercise fix or I really will go off the deep end. I've got to get to some kind of specialist or maybe I never will run again. And I need a fucking car to do that.
I need a fucking car yesterday. And if I have to give everyone the finger for a few days to get one then they can just eat my shorts. This is ridiculous. My foot hurts so bad. Now my soul is starting to hurt too.
Fuck this.
I'm getting a car tommorow.
Kalisa
I miss his company.
The feeble winter turns into spring. I miss my kitty. I miss everything. Everyone here seems to have it so together. Every day I fight the urge to bail.
My foot has not gotten well. I still can't run or take stairs easily. Which means I can't really exercise except swimming. So I need access to a pool I can swim in, like real laps. But I need a car to do that. I don't have any time. It goes round. I fall deeper in.
It makes crazy noises when I move it around. I get shooting pains up my leg. It keeps me awake sometimes. I put ice on it every night. I look at commercials for old people medicine and they're jogging and that makes me cry. I'm 23 and I can't even run.
I feel totally helpless. Dallas is so mean. You can't get anywhere with no car. And nobody wants to drive you around to foot doctors and health clubs so you don't lose your mind.
Fuck it, enough of this. I've got to get some kind of excercise fix or I really will go off the deep end. I've got to get to some kind of specialist or maybe I never will run again. And I need a fucking car to do that.
I need a fucking car yesterday. And if I have to give everyone the finger for a few days to get one then they can just eat my shorts. This is ridiculous. My foot hurts so bad. Now my soul is starting to hurt too.
Fuck this.
I'm getting a car tommorow.
Kalisa