CRISIS MODE ( Read more... )

I say: I can't just keep getting hurt ( Read more... )

dude bro, that's fucking intense ( Read more... )

AAAAAAAHHHHHH ( Read more... )

I just had a very disconcerting chat with Casey. He challenged me again. This is a good sign, because that's what I want. I want to grow, I don't want to stagnate. I was talking to him about my car ride home from Sarasota with Jyoti. It was a very interesting car ride. We caught up a bit and whatnot. I realized a few things about myself in the ( Read more... )

Throughout the week of separation between Casey and I, my mom was fabulously unhelpful. This made me realize how much I have moved away from the way of thinking that my mom has and how much I have begun to live in my head as opposed to my body ( Read more... )

Well, I found out today that Casey has come to the genius conclusion that I had already decided what I wanted when I said "Let's not date for a week." He has presumably been running on that assumption (oh this is dangerous) most of this week. Before this realization, I looked forward to clearing the air on Saturday. Now I sort of dread it because I ( Read more... )

help me i'm drowning. oh, the melodrama ( Read more... )

Lay Ter had come. Rahel stood with her hands at her sides. No more Fountain in a Love-In-Tokyo. Her mane of hair was pulled and yanked in a shining knob on the back of her head. Her stiff collar chafed her so that there was a pink spot on the back of her neck. She fancied she could feel the slowhot breath of the frowsy, old nuns sitting in folding ( Read more... )

I am truly happy again, for the first time in about three years.