good morning
Head still feels fuzzy. Dad 's mad at me. Hoping Jamie's okay, she had surgery yesterday and I haven't heard how she's been doing..maybe I'll call her today and see. I miss her. Everthing is so crazy. Jaysen's convinced he's this evil person that doesn't deserve me. I love him, and I can see he's a teddybear. I hate it when he starts to feel this way, and it's usually after he's spoken with Molly that he starts up again. I told him, I'm not going anywhere and I don't feel he's a monster. I love him for the whole package, baggage and all, and I'm not afraid to tell him how I feel or what's on my mind. *sigh* I guess it will just take time. We'll have plenty of that. I hope. The only way he can really hurt me is if he left me or became an abusive drunk...or if he hurt Jocy. All of the other stuff doesn't matter as long as he loves me. He could jump from job to job, or move to Alaska (I would follow) or sleep with half the neighborhood, and as long as he loves me enough to not lie to me, then it's okay. My head is swimming...and I sit here wondering if the powers that be have a plan. Something's calling....I must answer but do not know how. Magick is alive again. I can feel it in me. The light of the oon has skewed reality. An entity is released and is taunting me. I must find it. I must stop it. Make the reality gel again. Make me stop walking the dreams awake and dream reality. Twisted up inside. Ghosts inside and out and everywhere. Keep me safe and whole, my love, I am coming. .....Ciao!