I want to come home, SO bad ( Read more... )

Crazy... Crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy ( Read more... )

I didn't know it gets this good.
She amazes me.
I think I love her.
I love her voice, because it's hers.  It had alot to do with candy canes.  It wasn't the candy canes themselves, just the fact that she thought to send them to me.  No one has really ever done that before, think of me when they didn't have to. 
I'm pretty sure they were talking today ( Read more... )

so, mom gave me a little "talk" about how I treated Anthony yesterday. I feel bad, but I really wanted my mom to be there. She didn't come, so I at least wanted her there to see me after ( Read more... )

It's hard, telling people, knowing they're going to look at me differently. I don't know how to bring it up without hurting her feelings, but I really want her to know that it's not her. Not at all, it's the situation. I want to kiss her, and hold her and everything, but I don't want to do it in front of everyone because I don't want to be ( Read more... )

I'm looking sexy in my too big tank top, and too big pajama bottoms and a beanie... fucking hot right thurrr ( Read more... )

I'm figuring out that this is comfortable. The guilt is present for being utterly enchanted with Hugo when he sings, but I have to be careful with that. As much I can love someone for musicality doesn't mean I actually like them. I've learned this recently ( Read more... )

Interesting ( Read more... )

I HATE CHRISTMAS

I am very cold ( Read more... )