I don't know who you are but you shouldn't talk to me that way. No one talks to me like the way that you do and for some reason I've tolerated it. No, regardless of my situation right now, im a beautiful successful and wonderful person. So what if i don't like sports or every single one of you friends, I clearly like you so why does it matter. ( Read more... )

I hope that one day you wake up and realize how pitiful you have become. You've lost all your dignity, all your grace and you have nothing. Although I make lack in aspects of my life, at least I can sleep knowing that I have at least accomplished something. Your lack of respect will bite you in the end. You just need to grow up and figure out what ( Read more... )

So he loves me now? How can this be, how can you do such a thing to a person over and over. I'm trying really hard not to fall for it this time. I know the truth, you're alone and you're scared that you have lost the only thing that has ever meant anything to you. Isn't that why you left before, because you were scared that you and I would be ( Read more... )

I hate this. I hate the way that I can feel so popular and so lonely at the same time. Yeah, there are lots of people in my life, but I don't care that much about most of them. I can go out with all sorts of different people, and not feel anything for them. I'm not interested in a relationship with anyone of the fools that I have met, but maybe I ( Read more... )

First off, let me apologize for 2 things. The first being the lack of posting, mostly because no one reads this anyways so why does it matter and also because I don't think that I have even fully digested my feelings yet. Secondly let me apologize for any poor grammar or typos, as my keyboard has not been the same since the unfortunate sticky ( Read more... )

Ack. Nothing really of interest is going on I suppose. I've been feeling somewhat neutral ( Read more... )

When it rains it pours.

So I recovered from my flu-scare, only to wake up Monday, this morning, with a blotchy red, itchy eye. Fuck, pink eye is what I think. I go to work and get my boss to look at it, as she is a nurse. She tells me it could be pink eye, but shes not sure, go to the clinic, and even if it is - have a dose and come back? Seriously ( Read more... )

So, I have the flu. Hurray. Due to this, I didn't go out for Halloween and for reasons that were unexpected, oh well. Instead I came up with this ( Read more... )

She sat quietly in the backseat, staring out of the window to the darkness that laid beside her. The air was crisp and damp, but typical for a late September night. She was going to be okay, she was with her sister, they were safe. She didn't know where they were going, but everything would be alright now. When she opened her eyes again, she would ( Read more... )

Journal: A place to write ones thoughts.

Why can't people do such a thing? Journal's are meant to be a place to express yourself. I've kept them for many years. When I look back on them, its interesting to see what I was thinking. I'm not really going to care in a year what I did last Tuesday, but I think re-reading about a feeling that I did or did ( Read more... )