perfect.
I wish I had some witty or deep song lyrics to post, but I don't
Ah, how life changes.
I can't say I would have ever imagined myself in Georgia, happily madly in love with a crazy Puerto Rican.. But I couldn't ask for anything better.
Only wish that we weren't so brave and had copped more done before we left. 8 Days clean and my legs still hurt and I haven't slept in 4.. I'm exhausted and sore but its getting easier.
cravings are at an alltime low. And the will to continue is surprisingly strong. On 75 only last week I remember thinking how hard this was going to be. The hard parts done.
Were here. We have a place to live! A bed! a shower! Air! lol..the little things we took for granted; having food kn the fridge... Stuff matters now. We smile almost all day together. We are nevenever apart.. We are bestfriends.
Money's low and he seems worried..that'smy cue to do the same.. But, I just feel like...for once..something's gotta give and that ita my turn to get what I want..
We'll see. The hard part is done; leaving. Everything I knew, every...one I knew..everyone who was ever there for me; to take a chance with some crazy dude I fell for.. Sounds like I i would do.. I love the woman he makes mw want to be, that he helps me everyday see that I already am. (: I couldn't not listen to my heart when it told me to do something. It was tome to get out of that home, it was tome to stop saying lets get clean and fucking make it happen. God am I thankful I had the strength to listen and jump.
I get sad, I miss my cat.. I wish my dad would call. I wish they wokld stop being so zeldosgwthinkong that I hurt them and abandoned them. I found myself.. But. I try not to think about that. Idk why I'm even posting. I just can't sleep and my legs hurt. Thinking about getting high these days makes me nauseas and my skin crawl..not in a good way. In a disgusted way. I want a normalish life. I want to celebrate and remember my birthdaaay in a week. I want to be a young woman and experience things with my man, I want to have a dog and a fence and a routine.. (:
Were going to beat the odds and shock the shit out of Orlando. Yup.
Ah, how life changes.
I can't say I would have ever imagined myself in Georgia, happily madly in love with a crazy Puerto Rican.. But I couldn't ask for anything better.
Only wish that we weren't so brave and had copped more done before we left. 8 Days clean and my legs still hurt and I haven't slept in 4.. I'm exhausted and sore but its getting easier.
cravings are at an alltime low. And the will to continue is surprisingly strong. On 75 only last week I remember thinking how hard this was going to be. The hard parts done.
Were here. We have a place to live! A bed! a shower! Air! lol..the little things we took for granted; having food kn the fridge... Stuff matters now. We smile almost all day together. We are nevenever apart.. We are bestfriends.
Money's low and he seems worried..that'smy cue to do the same.. But, I just feel like...for once..something's gotta give and that ita my turn to get what I want..
We'll see. The hard part is done; leaving. Everything I knew, every...one I knew..everyone who was ever there for me; to take a chance with some crazy dude I fell for.. Sounds like I i would do.. I love the woman he makes mw want to be, that he helps me everyday see that I already am. (: I couldn't not listen to my heart when it told me to do something. It was tome to get out of that home, it was tome to stop saying lets get clean and fucking make it happen. God am I thankful I had the strength to listen and jump.
I get sad, I miss my cat.. I wish my dad would call. I wish they wokld stop being so zeldosgwthinkong that I hurt them and abandoned them. I found myself.. But. I try not to think about that. Idk why I'm even posting. I just can't sleep and my legs hurt. Thinking about getting high these days makes me nauseas and my skin crawl..not in a good way. In a disgusted way. I want a normalish life. I want to celebrate and remember my birthdaaay in a week. I want to be a young woman and experience things with my man, I want to have a dog and a fence and a routine.. (:
Were going to beat the odds and shock the shit out of Orlando. Yup.