Sometimes...
Sometimes the worst thing in the world is to be wanted, or even just paid attention to for that matter.
I am certainly not one to ever regret anything I have done, ok, sans the losing the ring thing...but life is a learning experience I suppose.
Once you are down a track, it is hard to go back. Be that lenient teacher at first and lose all hope of commanding respect later.
Why is it so hard to leave the past in the past and try not to mess up the future? Try not to make the same mistakes people made with you.
It will take everything in me to focus. My job is not yet done. IT IS NOT LIKE ME TO HALF ASS THINGS.
I guess this is the trouble with living so passionately. The highs are really high but the lows are... practically unbearable. And somehow you end up way too trusting and that leaves you very, very vunerable.
Get a frickin grip, Jen. You lived (relatively) fine before, what the hell is the problem moving on now?
I am certainly not one to ever regret anything I have done, ok, sans the losing the ring thing...but life is a learning experience I suppose.
Once you are down a track, it is hard to go back. Be that lenient teacher at first and lose all hope of commanding respect later.
Why is it so hard to leave the past in the past and try not to mess up the future? Try not to make the same mistakes people made with you.
It will take everything in me to focus. My job is not yet done. IT IS NOT LIKE ME TO HALF ASS THINGS.
I guess this is the trouble with living so passionately. The highs are really high but the lows are... practically unbearable. And somehow you end up way too trusting and that leaves you very, very vunerable.
Get a frickin grip, Jen. You lived (relatively) fine before, what the hell is the problem moving on now?