I sit and wonder of every love that could have been if I'd only thought of something charming to say
Holy Sheep tits! I am going to go see none other then DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE! Thats right folks. This is fucking huge. HUGE I tell you! This is going to be like a religious experience. I am so excited I can hardly stand it.
I am in detox right now. Not like in a hospital or anything, but my own self made detox. Basically I am just not going to drink for awhile. I don't have a set amount of time, but I need to slow down. I'm starting to feel really run down and stuff.
Jess and I made peace. Sort of. I guess. She went out of town for the weekend. I love being at home by myself.
John and I are back to normal, which is definetly the best thing about right now. He is just the best. He is in Vermont this weekend at a race. Its weird how up there you can drive two hours in any direction and be in a number of other states. Odd. I miss him. I want to kiss him so bad. I have this faith in us. We just make sense. He makes me feel calm and ok about things. And if you know me at all, you know that calm is not a word that one would normally use to describe me.
The fam is in Spokane for "the wedding." It all makes me feel very old. I remember the first time I saw her and I wanted to hate her but be her best friend at the same time. She commented on my Smashing Pumpkins t shirt and it broke the ice.
I am worried about my grandpa but I dont want to talk about that on here. It makes it seem cheap.
I have been talking to Eric pretty regularly. It's ok though. I don't get "the hives" as I used to say in highschool. When I would get nervous talking to a boy my chest would get all red and splotchy and my breating would be all irreguler. He just doesnt do it for me anymore. I mean he will always be "ERIC" but its all different now. He loves me too late.
I am in detox right now. Not like in a hospital or anything, but my own self made detox. Basically I am just not going to drink for awhile. I don't have a set amount of time, but I need to slow down. I'm starting to feel really run down and stuff.
Jess and I made peace. Sort of. I guess. She went out of town for the weekend. I love being at home by myself.
John and I are back to normal, which is definetly the best thing about right now. He is just the best. He is in Vermont this weekend at a race. Its weird how up there you can drive two hours in any direction and be in a number of other states. Odd. I miss him. I want to kiss him so bad. I have this faith in us. We just make sense. He makes me feel calm and ok about things. And if you know me at all, you know that calm is not a word that one would normally use to describe me.
The fam is in Spokane for "the wedding." It all makes me feel very old. I remember the first time I saw her and I wanted to hate her but be her best friend at the same time. She commented on my Smashing Pumpkins t shirt and it broke the ice.
I am worried about my grandpa but I dont want to talk about that on here. It makes it seem cheap.
I have been talking to Eric pretty regularly. It's ok though. I don't get "the hives" as I used to say in highschool. When I would get nervous talking to a boy my chest would get all red and splotchy and my breating would be all irreguler. He just doesnt do it for me anymore. I mean he will always be "ERIC" but its all different now. He loves me too late.