On my way home from this Superbowl Sunday night, my heart felt an incredible pang. A feeling of deep and sincere loss. I felt so much regret for holding out so much hope. I should have let it be. Instead, all I brought was misery.
Either way there is regret, sorrow, pain.
And much of it.

Its hard to concentrate on what to concentrate on ( Read more... )

I didn't return your call ( Read more... )

Every day is a sad day.
So, its time to be matter-of-fact.
Its time to keep the truth and be bold.
Its time to stand up face to face and not fall.

Every other minute is painful.
Every other thought is jabbing.
The truth is all there is and it leads to the light.

The truth is powerful.
I must share it.

I don't deserve love.

I start school again tomorrow ( Read more... )

It is a little over a month away from my birthday ( Read more... )

I remember the very first time I put a girl ahead of God ( Read more... )

i have a lot of annoying habits ( Read more... )

I'm angry that I can't explain things to you.
It's all a shame.
Every last bit of it.
I can't wait until I forget everything I wish to say.