... It's just one of those nights, I guess -- when ghosts of the past drop in for a visit and refuse to be ignored. They haunt me and hound my footsteps and thwart every attempt I make at diverting my thoughts.

I absolutely HATE feeling this way. I despise feeling sorry for myself. I will not deny that I feel utterly betrayed; and dear heavens, yes ( Read more... )

( A Cathartic Letter )

I really could be such a dumb ass sometimes. It doesn't help knowing that my temper isn't all that it used to be when I had lots of practice reigning it in...

Had a fight (or at least, as much of a fight as you can have via Yahoo! Messenger) tonight. Lots of people would see it as a trifling thing, really. It was so easily blown out of proportion, ( Read more... )

I guess it really hasn't sunk in until now. Or perhaps, I just didn't want to face facts. I feel like I'm in a fairy tale written by the brothers Grimm... I'm talking about those with the unaltered endings. Where the 'happily ever after's never happen. Where I am left in a morbid reality that I can't help but stare in the eye.

I've been accused of ( Read more... )