::This orginally started off as an assignment for my Women's Lit class. I liked the idea of it a little too much::

In the tiny, one-bedroom apartment,

Under awkward family pictures

And a collection of Mid-West shot glasses,

Lay the two sisters. Their loud laughs

Fill the room, almost as fast as

The tears they have shed pour

From their blue and green eyes ( Read more... )

... leaves before she is left.

Until recently-  I stood up for what I believed in. I stood up for myself. I always said what I was on my mind. I had to be convinced to give an apoligy. I hardly ever let anything bother me. I was proud. And content- for awhile I had direction and comfort, I even felt safe. I never backed down. I had control.
Until ( Read more... )

I don't sleep here. I can't. Not in my bed. Not in his bed. Not in Durango.  
I have let myself fall apart- In school, with my family, in general. And sometimes, you can't fix the pieces that have fallen off- apart.
Sympathy is hard enough to accept. But your sympathy won't even be heard. It's not wanted. So don't bother.
I just need time (who knows ( Read more... )

Here's my heart poured out on paper.
I either think too much or too little while I'm here. 
Loud boys are rude. Cocky boys are annoying. Drunk boys are the worst.
I can't tell if I'm into the writing anymore. But I can't handle listening to people complain all day and offer support and advice, so Psychology is out of the question. Now what am I ( Read more... )

This is my last weekend home. When I come back to visit nothing will be the same- this won't be my house anymore. It won't be my bedroom anymore and I won't have my spot at the dinner table anymore. 
Visit. It's such a temporary word...

Driving all over town every weekend trying to decide what we should do tonight until it was too late and we had to ( Read more... )

But home is in Illinois.

I sat directly across the table from my twenty-something brother and couldn't bring myself to look him in the eyes. I stared at him and realized how little we really knew about each other for coming from the same blood line. I noticed his [new] shaggy hair turns a little more blonde in the summer- just like mine did before I ( Read more... )

She said it. And I'm over him.
But I sure had all the reasons why you weren't what I wanted to find...

Everyone just keeps making it easier and easier to say goodbye. 
22 more days.

Maybe I was selfish, but you're still on my mind.

I'm withdrawing from everyone as of now, but it looks like I'm a little too late.
Don't bother anymore and either will I.

One month, six days and counting...
Please come sooner.

To my parents- I thank the both of you for raising me the way you did and molding me into the person I am today. I'm one of the lucky ones to still have you two, happily married and caring for your two grown daughters. However (and I hate to say this...), I regret so much of what has or hasn't happened in the last 18 years. For starters, I regret ( Read more... )

I have a million things running through my head and no idea where to start with any of them ( Read more... )