It's that time of year again. I guess I'm too sensitive to the seasons. But it's hard not to be.

This time of year, for the last four years, the deep of winter marked more sorrow than my heart could bear. Every year my heart was broken, right around this time. And in the most recent years, insults were added to the injury as I lost other precious ( Read more... )

I'm not even going to take the time to make this sound good ( Read more... )

"I don't want to hear the thing I want to hear the most."

How's that for being a girl? I think that if a boy were to hear it, he'd think I was insane. I think most people wouldn't immediately assume that such a statement made a lot of sense. After all, who doesn't want what they want?

Only the people who want it too much.

I've been having these ( Read more... )

...Really, if I don't even particularly want to see him and go to church with him tomorrow. And yet I'm going. I know the reason is that I made a promise to him after he insisted so many times, but I was bloody drunk when I agreed! I hadn't even made it home from two days straight on airplanes! I cannot be held responsible for my actions.

I don't ( Read more... )

I don't know if I'm ready to tell the rest of the story. It's so fresh that it burns. I can't look into my eyes and tell that girl that she was wrong to act like she did; to pursue him as such. But, no. I can only look at Kenny, just like she did. And look at him, and look at him, and wish that things had stayed the same. However.. Nothing and no ( Read more... )

This livejournal has been only used to twist together the ending strands of dreams into something beautiful.

But today is different.

This post is not a dream. This is real. I am purging. Like a river lets out its water from a dam, I cannot let this stagnate any longer. If I write it all out, perhaps I dwell on it less. Maybe I'll be able to move on.

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None share with her, her second world ( Read more... )

I think that the problem with love is that it cannot fail to be exciting. I know that for so many people, this is why it's treasured, but, I'm not sure.

When I am looking at these things, I see that there is that maddening happiness and there is always, always that fall to utter sorrow, that is so difficult to climb out of. So I understand the urge ( Read more... )

Hold on. I just got a message on facebook.

...

Oh my god, Casey. Casey.

Are you crying? Oh... Don't cry. It's not all that bad.

Dear Casey,

As promised, I'm going to tell you about the meeting.

I'm sorry to tell you this, but it appears a large number of guys at 2nd Men's are frustrated and disappointed in your recent actions. If you can`t control ( Read more... )

Oh, fuck this ( Read more... )