So, I am at the bank in the Union. I'm going to make cash deposit. I hand it to the teller. This may sound odd, but I always get this funny feeling in the pit of my stomach when I hand my deposit over to them. For some reason I'm always afraid I have made some kind of arithmetic mistake or something. Stupid, I know. Anyways, he's looking at it ( Read more... )

So its 7:57 pm and I have been drinking for the past 3 hrs. Hoping that I would get the phone call I wanted. But needless to say, I didn't. because I'm still here, by myself, drinking myself into a stupor. I'm such an alcoholic. Oh well, you do what you do best. And drinking is what I do best ( Read more... )

I just wanted to put a happy face on her since all I have shown are sad ones ( Read more... )

I'm tired. Physically and emotionally tired. I'm tired of thinking that if I can make the people in my life happy, then somehow I will be happy as well. I'm not happy. These people drain me. Even the people who think they are doing good by me drain me ( Read more... )

Nothing makes me more tired than writing an honest, heart-felt letter while crying my eyes out. But Just in case I wouldn't be able to stop my racing mind, I took 3 Lortabs ( Read more... )

It's back. That feeling. I thought I was over it, but I guess I was wrong. Its like i get so close to being happy and then its taken away. I was really upset with the whole thing with Matt. Then one day,I thought about it. There was really no reason to get upset. We have plenty of time to figure things out; for him to get over Kinsey ( Read more... )