Well, it really happened.
The other boot finally fell. I am dumped. I'm used to shit falling on my head, but not so much at once. I've finally composed myself after a while of crying, but the truth is I wasn't crying over Nicki. I was crying because this just reminded me that Tiff is gone. She used to help me pick up the pieces after a girl played ( Read more... )

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I'm pretty sure I had a fight with Nicki last night.
Things feel like they're falling apart at the seams and so am I.
At least I was able to finally stop crying.
Bianca, Tiff's fiance, said that we should part ways, at least for a while.
I now officially have no one left to share my pain with.
It is a miracle that I have still not picked up a bottle.

In my last entry, I mentioned half of what's been weighing on my head.

I think I'm composed enough now that I can talk about the other half. Maybe.

My longtime friend, someone I grew up alongside and who has given me her ear and even lent me her own creative input died in her sleep last Wednesday. Tiff, who used to go on constantly about I need to ( Read more... )

I have been in a really bad way.

And I mean recently. Even presently. I am like this because I have no job.
Because my creative juices seemed to dry up. And ultimately, because Nicki really doesn't spend much time with me anymore. The most I can hope for is brief glimpse of her online, and I do mean glimpse. There is no talking involved, textually ( Read more... )

The irony present is overwhelming.
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Sometimes it is just hard to wake up.

I know I need to get up, that I have shit to do. Despite my body not wanting, I somehow manage. I look at my life and I know it's nothing special. But it could be so much worse, or at the very least this is what I keep telling myself. It's difficult to do on occasion because all I can think about is that I' ( Read more... )

You know what really sucks? Sitting alone wondering whether someone who your haven't talked to in a few days is alright. You're wondering this because the last time you spoke to her she was crying. People tend to do bad things when they are in that state. You know she wouldn't do things like that. So, you call her. She doesn't answer. You keep ( Read more... )

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