And I've tried to write it over and over, and I'm going to say it someday, but I can't do it now ( Read more... )

Kinda don't know why I'm writing here.  It's been so long that I doubt anyone cares -- and deservedly so!  It's all my own problem for my tendency to retreat into myself when I'm overwhelmed... and I haven't been *not* overwhelmed since ... ummm... I was fourteen or so.  :P

But yeah.  Suffering from my first broken heart, which is really stupid ( Read more... )

Coming home and bursting into tears because no one treats you like a grown-up... I know it's not ironic.  It's just pathetic ( Read more... )

I don't know if it's that I don't feel like myself at home, or I feel too much like myself here. The myself I don't want to be anymore, whom I tried to throw away when I moved. (Wangsty sentence fragments ahoy. >:P) Of course, it's not possible to throw myself away, to be sure, and I knew that to begin with, but... I've made friends, lost ( Read more... )