That part of me is gone... that time in my life is over... we're friends and that's ok with me. I lost myself somewhere along the way though and I can;t walk back in time to retrieve the pieces of me you took and I gave... and I don't know how to piece myself together without them. I know you are here to help when I need it so maybe you can grab ( Read more... )

"I could kiss you all night. You're beautiful."
I hate lines like that when you don't know how sincere it is.
posted by pink_popperI know how she feels here. I want to believe the things he says to me when he texts me... I want to think they are sincere and real and that maybe we can be together more and define what we are... but at the same time I don't know ( Read more... )

I still make origami when I'm at karaoke

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So Jimmy and I are talking again ( Read more... )

Johnny Cash ( Read more... )

Mel told me I'm not the same person she knew when I left last year. I asked her what she expected... I mean in the last year I have moved to another city, moved 3 times within that city, maintained the same job for the entire time, quit smoking, curbed my drinking, I'm clean, I fell in love, I realized back home I have a whopping 4 friends and I ( Read more... )

Ok... I am now on antidepressants. The prescription is Citalopram which most people know as Celexa. They make me really tired. So far I don't feel better really... tired, nauseous and I'm grinding my teeth a lot but not better. At least these pills are supposed to help with my anxiety (something I never thought about but apparently everyone else ( Read more... )

So far I've killed my camera (is a morose Chinese bear)

Ray bought me a pot of lillies! We all know how much I hate cut flowers.

I'm still confused. Actually I'm MORE confused.

In Red Deer ( Read more... )

We'll start February 14th of last year. After almost three years he threw me down the stairs... that was my valentines gift... that was his way of showing me he cared. All for what you might ask, it's simple, I forgot to wash the dishes. So I fought and screamed and threw things as I packed locked in our bedroom. I screamed so long an so loud that ( Read more... )