I am an OVERLY hopeless romantic.

To the point that it is unhealthy and causes me pain.

Instead of doing laundry, I keep buying new clothes.

Crying is so hard to do, even if it would feel good.

Who could ever love a beast?

My journal isn't dead. I still plan on writing, but most days I just can't focus enough energy to do so, and it gets harder and harder as time passes because there's more to say everday.

Words cannot describe how busy I've been in the past week. Counselor training started on Friday, with summer session starting on Sunday, and then my job at the Press started on Monday. Since Monday, I have worked no less than 14 hours a day. And at the end of every day, I am exhausted. I should be sleeping, but I'm catching the last bit of my ( Read more... )

But who are they, exactly? Who's to say that I'm not beautiful? I've been told I am. But why can't I truly believe it ( Read more... )

I think these are my 5 favorite songs of all time (in order ( Read more... )

The Once and Future King by T.H. White- Due June 3rd ( Read more... )

Drinking seems to be my new way of dealing with my anger towards love. But I'm not mad at anyone...not even myself.

I hate boys. WE're all self-involved, even if it is in different ways ( Read more... )