I can't begin to say how bad last week went. It's worse than I could have ever imagined. God damn Jason.

I wish that exs could actually be adults and talk to me. I wish I didn't feel the need to hurt people for hurting those I love. I wish for a lot. Don't make me strike back for you being a wimp.

I've stopped. Stopped caring, stopped feeling, stopped hurting. Just stopped. I realised it when I knew why Jules behaved the way he did. Not even Connie's need for politeness matters. I tried the other night, to be more social and out going ... only to be hit with a wall of indifference from others. Even Chelsea and Dani. Hmmm. Not even my ( Read more... )

The bed moves under her, as she dreams. The sheets twist and move with Lucky, as she tries to escape from what haunts her. The black silk seems to tangle in her hands, moving as a snake over the body that fights within its reach. She fights the air with clenched fists as she tries to break free. The sheets threaten to rip as she fights, though ( Read more... )

There are so many things on my mind. So much knowledge I don't need, or want. Friends who I feel I need to save. Loves I think I should let go.

At this point? I think it's safe to say ... Damn, what a fucking day.

It's not that I am stupid ( Read more... )

"How I've waited for you to come, I've been here all alone, but now that you've arrived, please stay awhile, I promise I won't keep you long, I'll keep you forever"

And with simple lyrics, my heart is stolen.

Apparently, Jason and I split up. Funny, but someone had to tell me this. If there was ever a time to truly drink, this would be it. But I can't afford to, timewise at least. I need my wits about me, if I can discover who is betraying me.

It's 4 in the morning. Only the ticking of the clock can be heard as Lucky sleep walks her way downstairs. She sits on the new leather couch and seems to stare at the chair across from her. Silence rings out as she listens to a voice that is not heard. Soon, her eyes start closing again, and she leans back to get more comfortable. The moment her ( Read more... )

You know there are times that dreams really tell you something about yourself. I went to sleep early this morning with the help of good food. But I knew I was doomed the moment I dreamt about him. We sat on a couch, scross from each other. He started at me, while ripping my feelings for other people apart. He pointed out exactly why I had so many ( Read more... )