Jul 22, 2010 21:02
This blows.
I need a car very much. I need to give Mom's car back to her.
I want to talk to Mom but she and I have a hard time talking about certain things and that thing is definitely on my mind these next few days.
I want to scream at people. Including Ryan Riddle the most. Apparently I come from the old school of thought that fidelity matters in the heart as well as action.
Shower. put on a dress. Tie a ribbon round it. drive the car out to somewhere pleasant and think. take a glass of wine outside with me. perhaps i'll drive to emily's and make her see me.
screw people being unwilling to face ANYTHING.
I lost my silver (white gold) thin, twisted ring. I bought it for myself for my 22nd birthday. Its making me sad on top of everything else. I want it back.
"This is how it feels when the sacred is torn from your life, and you survive."
For me, that 'sacred' is thinking people actually believe in marriage for what it really is, for love and relationships and fidelity for what it really is. I feel crushed for humanity. I won't ever agree with them.
"You're the pretender. What if I say I will never surrender?"