I think I'm crazy. I thought I was going crazy... But I think I'm already there. I'm obssessed with my ex boyfriend. I can't get over him. I don't know why. He has nothing to offer me. He doesn't even care about me at the least. Yet I rave and rant over him. He wouldn't care if my funeral were tomorrow. If he'd heard he'd try to fit it into his ( Read more... )

The Beanery ( Read more... )

So he called me on Saturday ( Read more... )

He called yesterday. And I admit: I really do miss him ( Read more... )

I'm so sick of making excuses for something we lost so long ago ( Read more... )

And I wish I were at times invisible...
So I could disapear...
Then not one person would notice...
And I wouldn't be able to complain...
That no one notices me.
Because people couldn't.