fall in love to fail
i feel like i do this same thing every time, that everytime it feels real but when it all comes crashing down, it isnt any different from the last time.
its real, this time.
if it comes crashing down, then it is its time.
but if it doesnt, go me.
because im finally fucking happy with myself.
its like, ive learned so much i needed to know. and i know now is good. and i know that i can trust. and i still dont have be afraid about who im open with.
update --- today i took charles food because he is sick. i baked him brownies and bough him a burrito and went all the way out to marconi...and then came home. i seriously have been on the phone with him all day...poor kid. he kept having to get off the phone to puke. and he called me to inform me norma jean was on head bangers ball, which was super sweet because he knows i love them. and hmm yea...he was all "aww you're taking care of me" i cant shrug this feeling of security, as much as i try. its like, im finally in a good place and i know it. im fucking... smart as hell, im cute (cocky! yes!...for lauras benefit), and i have a lot of people that care about me.
i dont care that im single. im so happy where i am...like, im in a good place. better then anywhere ive been before.
laura cut my hair today. damn she does a good job...i love the way she cuts it up. my hair is at the light rail station.
im sad about comics and comiz boys. poor kids losing their jobs. crystal is so lost...
(im so happy. im so secure. AND FOR NO REASON...is it wrong to be this fucking ...inhale time...this will last, i hope)
you know you like it... i did it myself!
its real, this time.
if it comes crashing down, then it is its time.
but if it doesnt, go me.
because im finally fucking happy with myself.
its like, ive learned so much i needed to know. and i know now is good. and i know that i can trust. and i still dont have be afraid about who im open with.
update --- today i took charles food because he is sick. i baked him brownies and bough him a burrito and went all the way out to marconi...and then came home. i seriously have been on the phone with him all day...poor kid. he kept having to get off the phone to puke. and he called me to inform me norma jean was on head bangers ball, which was super sweet because he knows i love them. and hmm yea...he was all "aww you're taking care of me" i cant shrug this feeling of security, as much as i try. its like, im finally in a good place and i know it. im fucking... smart as hell, im cute (cocky! yes!...for lauras benefit), and i have a lot of people that care about me.
i dont care that im single. im so happy where i am...like, im in a good place. better then anywhere ive been before.
laura cut my hair today. damn she does a good job...i love the way she cuts it up. my hair is at the light rail station.
im sad about comics and comiz boys. poor kids losing their jobs. crystal is so lost...
(im so happy. im so secure. AND FOR NO REASON...is it wrong to be this fucking ...inhale time...this will last, i hope)
you know you like it... i did it myself!