"It's not like on TV, where everything's perfect all of a sudden." Josie's voice shank unitl it was barely a thought. "It's more like, once it happens, you spend all your time realizing how much can go wrong."

taken from Nineteen Minutes by Jodi Picoult. Page 341.

I went there.
I shouldn’t have, and I know it.
He’s bad for me - always has been. But there’s so much history here, which is part of the problem, and it’s an unfinished history. Even with his new start or whatever, there is still a conflict of the unfinished. I’ve never been able to figure out my feelings here, and from his side, at the very least ( Read more... )

My little horoscope amused me today:

Here is your single's love horoscope
for Tuesday, January 13:

The rules say do this and do that -- your heart tells you otherwise. Maybe it's time to live outside the boundaries of what's accepted and expected. Let your comfort level dictate how far you go. Experiment ( Read more... )

It’s funny how the lies of others make me doubt myself.

Maybe I’m not so much disjointed as disenchanted - I was lied to. So obviously I’m going to feel out of place. No wonder I’m left questioning all the time, all the things that came so naturally before. And the lies prove that the other person has a problem, a damage, not me. (Of course, I’m ( Read more... )

I’m feeling hurt, used and stupid. Really stupid.

And angry.

I feel inadequate.

I feel like such a fool for lying with him, and for telling him anything. For being exposed. For being honest. For being me. For letting my guard slip.

I feel like a joke, and a pawn. Just pick on the weak one. The easy…target.

I feel labelled.

I’m an idiot for thinking ( Read more... )

There seems to be something men don’t understand about me - no matter how much I try to explain it. Behind all of my bravado, I’m delicate. Every person who’s ever touched me - figuratively, or literally - has left a mark. Everyone leaves an imprint on me. Sure, I’ll sneer, flip my hair and say it’s no big deal, and I move on. But it’s so much more ( Read more... )

First off, why I’m even apologising to you is beyond me. Maybe it’s a weakness in my character, or maybe it’s my guilt complex. The tiny shreds of the "good person" some people think I am? And maybe, sometimes, I really am that person. Who knows.

Anyway, back on track.

I’m sorry that I purposely try to hurt you. I really am. I regret it. It’s ( Read more... )

It's been a long time since I posted anything. But there has been so much going on, that I wouldn't really know where to start - in polite company ( Read more... )