after working out at the gym, i've decided i'm going to collectively work my way out of this rut by working out like mad. eating healthy. smoking on occasion. chilling on the weekends left. keeping in touch with my loves. doing my work! and going half way across the world in three weeks to see some relatives and to catch some rays. maybe i'll come ( Read more... )

i'm so fucking lost.

i'm so glad i'm home.
i'm at ease here.

it's you. it's been.
for a while now.

And it's strange that things change
But not me wanting you so desperately

i broke up with eric earlier tonight.
i felt rather empty when i said, we could still be friends.
we both know that can't plausibly be true.
moving on.

i haven't had this much coffee and nicotine in one week in such a long time. fuck.

so i'm freakishly giddy tonight, having spoken to two people (from home) i have not exchanged words or fleeting glances with in quite a while. it's not so much that i was trying to avoid them. it's just that we've all kept ourselves a bit preoccupied, with other people, academia, or working out. i thought i completed the process of moving on. ( Read more... )

when different spheres of influence in your life collide, you tend to re-examine everything. or at least, i do.

that last entry was really lame ( Read more... )

"so we've known each other a month today."

i should've said, "more like my whole life."

but i froze. i nodded and smiled.

and continued to eat my breakfast.