so many many moons ago, i would write goodbye 2005, hello 2006 letters ( Read more... )

things are good.

being home is weird because i'm not stressed out or sore.

i think i like being stressed out and sore.

hmm.

i am not the weak one anymore!

he's avoiding me because of his own shit!

IT'S NOT MY FAULT!!!!

Hallelujah!

why do i spend half my life getting close to people and then pushing them away?

a few things about my mother, and one that is a rant.

mainly the rant.

when we lived with sheila, we lived under a lot of rules. everyone in the house had rules to follow for what to do, who could come over, when and for how long. when sheila and my mom split, my mom fell into a further depression and i was left alone to do whatever i wanted to do. ( Read more... )

as facebook would say...
relationship cancelled.

(in the most peaceful way possible)

<3

after tight grips of the hand under lunch tables
small pulses of hands speaking softly of love at ecf
and the best meal of lunchables in the lobills lobby
as the intercom signaled they were, indeed, closing.

things are better now.

slowly getting there, but better.
<3

let me preface this by saying that i know it's not THAT BAD ( Read more... )

something that bugs the literal shit out of me:

when people message you first on aim, and then expect you to initiate conversation. ie:

someone: hi
me: hi
*fucking long pause*
me: soo... whats up?

like, jeez. if you message me first, then start talking to me. you say something, i say something, you respond, i respond, ETC.

wise up!

<3

secret:

i like to stay up late and eat cool-wip while reading obituaries and crying for them.

what's your secret?

<3