So it's been over 2 years since I last posted in this thing....I guess I've just been living my life. But I miss writing. Although I've found wonderful friends who I know are always there for me, I'm still not comfortable spilling my guts about what I've been through and the still vivid images and fears that are in the back of my mind. And the last ( Read more... )

I fear caring about things. Because if I care and it goes wrong, I have no way of saying it didn't matter much to me. It is so much easier not to care.

1) Of the various cultures, ethnicities or nationalities you belong to, which most strongly do you consider yourself ( Read more... )

1) How do you feel about people who commit suicide? Such as, do you feel that they are too lazy to deal with life, have depression, do you feel sorry for them, etc ( Read more... )

I really miss my boyfriend right now. It's cheesy but I'm incomplete without him.

I just had an epiphany..we are all expected to live so that our lives will be easier later on...so when do we ever get to live for the moment?

when he sees me he looks like he's thinking, "ah, there she is"...and i'm always thinking, "ah..there he is."

It's amazing how sometimes things can be hurting so long and you don't even realize it until it all comes pouring out.

I've grown up in California and even I can't believe that it is 76 degrees in February.

Sundays are such wastes of days..they put me in a bad mood.