this will be my last ever post here. im done with this journal. i am done with this girl. im still around, though. if you want to find me, all you have to do is ask (comments are screened)...

love.

im thinking of making a comeback.

mostly because everything is different now.

for a long time, i couldnt write. everything that came out of me was the same and i was tired of the same. so i stopped writing ( Read more... )

how can i even begin to explain it. the changes that are happening in my life. the choices ive made. the person i am becoming. its amazing how different i feel. how different i look when i catch my reflection in the mirror.

i talk too much. ask me a question, and im liable to pour my heart out. there are problems at home and i cracked yesterday. i told my boss everything. a voice inside me screamed: no stop you dont mean to do this, but i never listen ( Read more... )

its time for tattoo #3, but i need help ( Read more... )

i always feel panicky after finishing a book. something about the relief of finishing and the need to choose a new one dont mix well within me. last night, i almost couldnt sleep. i was tired; i didnt want to read. but that didnt matter. the fact that i was between books, without a current one, made me crazy. so, sleepwalking, i stood at my ( Read more... )

i should say that i really liked extremely loud & incredibly close by jonathan safran foer. at first, i wasnt sure. the main character reminded me very much of the one from the curious incident of the dog in the night-time, whom i didnt particularly like. however, oskar grew on me and i did like him. i liked him and i liked the stories he ( Read more... )

im going to italy. in less than two weeks. i cant believe its here already. but i need some help. book recommendations! please.

how does this happen to someone? like a broken record, i love her. sharp edges around our relationship, draw blood, bring pain, but my heart is open for her, unlocked, unhinged. almost a week ago i saw her and i still feel her beside me. she touched my arm, hugged me, and i couldnt remember the last time i was touched. (only her. theres ( Read more... )