I can't physically get the words out because they sound so dumb. It's silly. I feel silly. But I guess anyone who knows my mother will understand. My sisters do, so they're the only ones who I can talk to. Any outsider wouldn't see how she really is because she puts on this front that makes me sick. I put on a front. I'm her punching bag, my dad is ( Read more... )

I think I need this journal now more than ever as I enter the longest chapter of my life: adulthood. I need this journal so I don't keep things bottled up anymore. That has only gotten me so far and in truth, it's really destroyed many things that would've been great. My over-sensitivity. More like hyper-sensitivity to any bit of criticism both ( Read more... )

I really wish the air conditioner would work in this house. My boobs are sweating and I'm not doing anything.

I really really really want to take a trip to England. It's been awhile since I last was there, 13 years to be exact. Now where to find the money for it...

I need to know. I need to know how she is. I need to know if she's cried like I have. If she has a song that she listens to after a break-up. If she's already met someone. If she has, is it who I think it is? I can't not look at her Facebook every day (fucking Facebook). I can't not snoop around. I need answers. I need closure. But I can't just ask ( Read more... )

I'm getting bored. Not of being here in Costa Rica, I love it here. I love being on my own ( Read more... )

Wow, it has seriously been too long since I last looked at this thing. Is anyone still out there? Well, either way I'll just update whoever is interested on my life to date ( Read more... )

It's the way she looks at me. I was lying in her bed today, post-coital, no shirt on, half-on my left side and half-on my stomach. My right arm was bent and stretched upwards with my face buried in the nook of my elbow. She was spooning me. Her chin was resting on my right shoulder blade as her right hand was gently rubbing my arm/shoulder/neck ( Read more... )

She says her favorite thing now is to climb into her bed and find that it smells like me.

:)

Wtf Proposition 8??!?!

I voted.

Obama '08.