It's probably a duck. A duck that's actually cheating on me.

So, Pete played a message from his voicemail for me, after I asked him to... from the crazy girl he used to work with. Either he's gotten much, much better at covering his tracks, or she's just a nutcase. This girl calls him almost every day, at LEAST twice a week... texts almost every ( Read more... )

I stole this from someone on a message board I post on. I thought it was cute, and true, so I'm passing it on.
Best Advice You Will Probably Ever Hear:

If he's not calling you, it's because you're not on his mind.

If he creates expectations for you, and then doesn't follow through on little things, he will do the same for big things. Be aware of this ( Read more... )

I'm tired of death. First Grandma Shukaitis, and now Sharon. I've been very, very lucky in that these are the first deaths I've had to deal with in the last 15 or so years. In the past I've only ever lost Grandpa Shukaitis, and that's faded in memory. But these two I was there... and stood by helplessly. The worst is that I just know that Nana is ( Read more... )

I wonder if I'll ever heal enough that the mere mention of November doesn't make me cringe anymore... or that I can survive it without feeling like I'm drowning. Something tells me probably not. It's like instant replay for the next week or so... just over and over until I can't breathe anymore.

I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hold
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything

Chorus:
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you ( Read more... )

How, exactly, can it be, that in three and a half years, I still feel the exact same way? I thought it was supposed to get better... the pain was supposed to get easier, fade, etc. Yeah. Right. I still dream about her, I still find myself waking up crying, trying so hard to get back into my dreams of her ( Read more... )

I'm not quite sure
How to make it through the night
Without the tears
I've come to know so well.

It seems they never leave,
They stay behind my eyes
Ready to escape,
For all the world to see.

The weight of the world is on my chest;
It lays over my heart
And make it hard to breathe.
It, too, never leaves.
I want to believe in God
And bigger and better things
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It's been almost a full three days, and I can hardly bear to talk about it ( Read more... )

I can't believe my baby girl is a year old today! It seems like just yesterday that we brought her home. We got some fake Oreos and chocolate chip cookies for her. (they're made with carob, but she doens't know the difference. lol)

( Pictures! )