Sometimes i really hate looking at other peoples myspaces and lj's. Two people really that just want me to feel bad? I dunno it seems like it.
I don't even have the time to worry or care about it anymore. But fleeting memories and forgotten dreams are just as painful.
I had a really bad dream last night, it made me so unhappy.
I thought for a bit that this lovely house was not going to be mine, but shan and i decided on a big party to help raise money for one of the girls. I just told her about it and her reaction and smile made me feel like i was really doing something right.
I'm waiting for the boy to come home, i hope hes being good. I can't sleep alone anymore, the whole sitch is kinda lame but i dunno, i want to give it a chance.
Oh btw, in case you were wondering, its a bad pik, but this is the boy ive been talking about.
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