Strange.. I didn't think getting pregnant & giving my son up for open adoption counted as karmic revenge for breaking up with someone, especially given how positive the experience has been overall for me.
People sure have some pretty funny ways of thinking.

I'm meeting with another local birth mother named Kassy next week for coffee & to chat about ( Read more... )

I've spent so much time trying to make kandi, in the hope I'll get good enough to eventually sell it. Just like a million other creative people out there.  The days need to be longer; I seem to spend so much time sleeping through them.

I'd like to take a moment to wish a very happy birthday to JJ. May it be filled with excitement~ Writing ( Read more... )

When I fall in love, I am selfless to a fault.
When I fall out of love, I am selfish beyond reason.

Try as I may, I cannot find my middle ground. Perhaps this is why I have more trouble being friends with someone I have dated, post-breakup. I thought I was special; one of those people who could charm her enemies to dispel the negativity. If recent ( Read more... )

I love getting paychecks that are bigger than I expected. I could get used to this earning-more-than-minimum-wage business. I earned enough in two weeks to pay off all my student loans for an entire month. This gives me hope for being able to save up enough money to move out into my own place sooner rather than later.

I've been trying to figure out ( Read more... )

Hello, world. I am sick. I got called to work at 8:30 but I felt like absolute death. Pete noticed my voice sounded terrible & said he'd find someone else. I regret it; I could really use the money.. Last night was a 50/50 split of good fun & dark memories. Tara made popcorn as I came back to the apartment, soaking wet from walking in the rain, & ( Read more... )

I've never done this before, but I wanted to list memories of every person I've dated. I don't have photos of all of them, but after reading one of the blogs I follow on here, I was inspired to do so. A sort of mental housekeeping, if you will.

( worn out places, worn out faces. )

( chatlog that describes my current mood. )

Traitor. Betrayer.
Those are the words my ex describes me with these days.
Not only does it hurt, but it angers me. I've told him nothing but the truth from day fucking one, & he calls me that. I understand that he's still hurting, but I've made numerous attempts in the past to clear up any misconceptions he has about what happened & instead he chose ( Read more... )

As I was rolling out of bed, I realised that my breasts have definitely gotten bigger over the past few months. As in, noticeably bigger in a tanktop to the point of my bras fitting differently. This is bad German news. They're not exactly sore, but they have that tender "growing feeling" that isn't of the PMS variety. I swear I'm not going nuts ( Read more... )

I was going through my Friends page, & came across an entry discussing an exgirlfriend who did terrible things to them. I couldn't help but think "that's so awful, I'm glad they got out of that one."

It was Seth, writing about me. I want to cry because he thinks I'm such an awful person but I know he's hurting. I know he loved me more than anything ( Read more... )