help? someone?
hey.
ok, so, this is really annoying. for some reason i can't let go of the past. i mean, i look back, and it hurts, all over again. i dont know if it has something to do with the fact that im going back to baltimore for a few days, but for some reason, im going back in my memories, and rememberfing everything that we went through, and wanting to do everything over again, but this time, not letting myself take "Da Loop's" shit. i mean, why did i in the first place? i dont know. its kinda funny because my parents finally realized that both of my teachers were basket cases. i think its hilarious that my dad thought that caruso was together. HA!!! shes the one that went schizo on us. lol. anyways, yeah.
also, another thing i need to work on is the fact thatif something goes wrong, no matter what it is, especially in my relationship, no matter how tiny it is, no matter if nothing even really happened. it's the fact that i always blame myself, and then proceed to beat myself up about it afterwards. why? i have no idea. and i know i shoudlnt, but i do anyways. any advice from anyone on this would be extremely helpful
also, see my last entry and comment on my poem. please???
ok, so, this is really annoying. for some reason i can't let go of the past. i mean, i look back, and it hurts, all over again. i dont know if it has something to do with the fact that im going back to baltimore for a few days, but for some reason, im going back in my memories, and rememberfing everything that we went through, and wanting to do everything over again, but this time, not letting myself take "Da Loop's" shit. i mean, why did i in the first place? i dont know. its kinda funny because my parents finally realized that both of my teachers were basket cases. i think its hilarious that my dad thought that caruso was together. HA!!! shes the one that went schizo on us. lol. anyways, yeah.
also, another thing i need to work on is the fact thatif something goes wrong, no matter what it is, especially in my relationship, no matter how tiny it is, no matter if nothing even really happened. it's the fact that i always blame myself, and then proceed to beat myself up about it afterwards. why? i have no idea. and i know i shoudlnt, but i do anyways. any advice from anyone on this would be extremely helpful
also, see my last entry and comment on my poem. please???