Being in Texas has been extremely eye-opening. I've found out about a lot of family secrets, and the can of worms I closed when my Papa Cannon died has popped open.

Watching someone die by inches is awful. Because that's what's happening to Granny, a slow march right into the grave, we've given the DNR order, stopped the treatment of her pnemonia, ( Read more... )

Nostalgia. It can be a good thing, it helps you remember seemingly insignificant facts about your life. Like how when I hear the song "Whose Bed Have Your Boots Been Under" by Shania Twain I remember waiting in line at the entrance to Sea World with my grandparents, because it was one of the many songs playing on the speakers. And how when I ( Read more... )

I got an email from Frank from PostSecret today, apparently he's publishing a new book and I'm so excited. But it got me thinking about the theme of this project, and I decided to let loose a few secrets of my own.

When I stumbled on PostSecret I had no idea that over a year later I would have over two-hundred saved on my computer and understand ( Read more... )

I don't care about anything. Not school, not my family, not my friends, not myself. I don't want to talk to anyone. I don't want to see anything. I'm so apathetic it should be illegal, except for one thing. Except for one person. And all I want is to see them, talk to them, hug them. That's it, every time I fall asleep I keep replaying old times, I ( Read more... )

yesterday was a really tough day,
why?
it was your birthday.

I'm glad you don't know how many times I tried to call you, how many times I punched your number into my phone only to swiftly press end. How many almost texts, how many almost tears fell down my face. I'm so glad that all this heartache happened behind closed doors. Because I couldn't bear ( Read more... )

He said the way my blue eyes shined
Put those Georgia stars to shame that night
I said: "That's a lie."
Just a boy in a Chevy truck
That had a tendency of gettin' stuck
On backroads at night
And I was right there beside him all summer long
And then the time we woke up to find that summer gone.
- "Tim McGraw" by Taylor Swift

Hearing this song makes me so sad ( Read more... )

I'm reading your note over again, and there's not a word that I comprehend, except when you signed it I will love you always and forever. - Dashboard Confessional

I don't know why but I keep relapsing when it comes to you. Maybe it's my raging hormones, maybe an irrational fear. The only thing that I'm sure of is that well I couldn't stop crying ( Read more... )

I hate that I'm crying for you. Why can't I stop? All I saw was one little ultrasound of your future son, and well I can't stop. I hate this, and what I hate even more? Not being able to call you and wish you luck .  .  .

if you only knew how much I wish that I would've had a panic button back then. then maybe I could have been saved. but I didn't did I? all I had was the insane notion that you didn't mean to break me completley. that you never meant to destroy my spirit, or make me cry. I stuck around for so long, I let you hurt me long after I should have healed ( Read more... )

She's pregnant? You got her pregnant?  You're gonna be a dad, and you're getting married . . . Someone tell me that this is a joke, I could live with you just being engaged, but she's pregnant, Ryan you got her pregnant. I can't believe that you're gonna be a dad, I'm trying so hard to pretend that this doesn't bother me,  that you mean nothing to ( Read more... )