May 03, 2006 12:12
sometimes i wonder if its still all about you. i wonder if time has mend its wounds. im sorry. im sorry i never truely tried to understand. im sorry i walked away without looking back to notice your pain. i never acknowledged your presence.. not truthfully. im sorry.
my mom has hurt me again. what should i expect... im just going to have to grow up faster. everyday, she erases my youth. i hate you. i hope you choke on chris. im not in the mood today.
you want to hear something weird... i know whats going to happen next. i hate this place. no more reasons. i hate it. i want to escape. too many walls, all the trenches that i built to surround my being are encasing in me in this hell. i wish you really understood.
i love you jesse. a lot. you've been annoying me lately. its both of us, im sorry.
friday, sat, and sun = hotel on ft.lauderdale beach woooooooo hoooo. its been a year on the 6th. a year with him. im so excited. i cant wait to allow the sun to soak my skin. i cant wait to be my golden brown italian color. yummy. come by if you want to... the name is ashleigh gregory and the hotel is the sheridan on the beach... not the yankee clipper. the ocean front one.
you know, a lot hurts me. it makes me sick how fragile i can be. especailly when it comes to you. i hate you.