I'm fighting like hell.
Cleaning, school stuff, work stuff, home stuff.

It's getting so confusing, trying to prioritize.

still, I want this.
More than anything.

Lonely can be so distracting.

and all the mistakes I've made have been regretted ( Read more... )

I knew he wasn't talking about me. Perhaps he was even looking past me, but I could never be certain. It was all too disturbing. The day came, just as certain as I knew it would, but it changed nothing. All I saw, same as yesterday, was white fog that acted as a form of slow motion. I wanted time to pass, hence the reason it was going so slow. I ( Read more... )

It gnaws at the corners of my chest, making it hard to comprehend ( Read more... )

He gives me butterflies, but I would never tell him. So trustworthy, and sweet. I'm not sure what's coming, and I'm left with more questions after tonight, but I truly could care less. I'll know more after dinner Sunday, but if nothing comes or everything comes - I'm enjoying life ( Read more... )

Why does he keep trying to get back in? Infiltrate my heart like it's a military base in the midst of a fricken war. I'm so tired of this ( Read more... )

I've gotten my journal account for writing back up. :)

So just plain ol' entries on here.

Hugs!

I'm off to see Prince Caspian tonight ( Read more... )

and I haven't been getting any better.

My family doesn't really care.
They act like it's absolutely nothing.

Still, I have a gut feeling that something is really wrong.

I miss Taylor
and I miss life being the way it used to be.

is to keep pushing forward
and not let this pain be known.