I love my girlfriend, but some days i want to shake her and tell her to grow up and get a grip on the real world. Real life. Real something. I am so frustrated with her right now i am crying. She isn't speaking to me because i am "being mean". Yes, pointing out reality is mean, but someone needs to do it. Ugh ( Read more... )

I move home tomorrow and i tend to update when i am about to move, not really sure why. This summer was all i could have hoped for and more. I was terrified 9 weeks ago packing up to move 300 miles south and live somewhere where i knew absolutely no one. But as it turns out as much as i think of myself as being a shy person, i did pretty well. I ( Read more... )

How do you fill that ache? that empitness in your chest? the hollow spot left by the first one to ever truely have your heart? I read her words & i know the pain, i know because i felt it too. I still feel it ( Read more... )

Maybe it's because i am so far from home and all that is familiar in life. & maybe its because i am surrounded by people who i have known just over a month, although they are kind and sweet and friendly, i am so lonely i could cry. And sometimes i do, like right now. Its not that i am unhappy here, i am far from that. I love my work and learning ( Read more... )

I love her. I do. But this is going to make me the worst person in the world but i wish she would lose weight. For her health more than anything.

I should probley go kill myself now.

It is not fair that i have to feel like this. It isn't fair that i can't be over it. Its been almost 2 years now, i should be better. Yet reading something still reduces me to that mush i was for months after what you did to me ( Read more... )

http://www.lmylife.org

just made me really happy, read it, you will smile.

I really really might actually strangle the next person that says fuck my life to me, or worse says fml OUT LOUD!! (its three words really now no acronymn needed in real life speak!) However the whole spoken phrase is driving me nuts anyway. Really, i am as much of a pessamist as the next person but really people, not every moment of your pathetic ( Read more... )

This probably makes me a bad person that is going to rot in hell (if i believed in such a place). So last year i applied for and was one of 3 freshmen that got a job as a student ambassador (aka tour guide although the job consists of much more than that.) Katie (who i will spare a long description of, is my friend but also has no idea who she is ( Read more... )

We moved alot when i was younger. The summer before i started 5th grade we moved into the house my parents still live in. My bedroom was pinkish purpleish grey when we first looked at the house. I painted it yellow for reasons i currently cannot recall since i find yellow to be a terribly atrocious color, but that aside it was yellow. Now i should ( Read more... )