i think ive noticed that i talk a lot, but i don't say anything ( Read more... )

my mom calls my kitty by my ex boyfriend's name, and it's sort of strange ( Read more... )

i got us lost to Winchester when Pete and I went out for ice cream yesterday.
i feel like an idiot.
Cold stone is right across the street from Borders, and I go to that place all the time.
i need a better sense of direction, and i'm not kidding.

so i hear it takes a lot of patience to get close to me?

I'm really glad Pete and I were able to talk things ( Read more... )

Three cheers for trying to be a better person.
and for finally admitting to give a shit.

i'm glad that when i do remember parts of my dreams,
i remember my dream of being on a bus
and having someone i know go "CRACK HEADS CRACK HEADS"
because he forgot where to go.

i'm glad that my mind is productive when i sleep!

i hope you're happy.
it's really what i've always wanted,
i just never knew how to do that for you.
i tried though, for these last few years.
So if it's a joke that you want,
go ahead and laugh.
We were both always pretty good at that,
and I'm sorry for it.

you can't just ask this time;
somehow it's not mine to give.
but i think i find comfort in that.

and i ( Read more... )

" I don't think that I ever loved you more
than when you turned away
when you slammed the door
when you stole the car
and drove towards Mexico
and you wrote bad checks just to fill your arm
i was young enough,
i still believed in war. "

" And if you swear that there’s no truth and who cares
How come you say it like you’re right? "

interpret it as you will.

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Melinda, Me, and my Momma.

" KINCHELOE GIRL TRIO! "

my mom wanted to have a picture of all of us on her cell phone
for whatever reason,
and i thought i'd make an exciting facial expression.

i dont think me and melinda look anything alike, or me and my mom.
[melinda's only a half sister by the way,
which would explain why we don't look similar]
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He doesn't need to pretend, not towards me.
I know him well enough to be able to hear it in his voice.
He just gets weaker and weaker, and he always pretends to be all right.
You think by now, with all we've been through, and being so close,
he wouldn't have to play these games with me.
I don't know why he feels like he has to play the super hero,
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I don't like that I write such sad things sometimes.
I don't like that I let things consume my thoughts to the point where I really do just feel
like giving up, and just not giving a shit anymore.
It gets harder and harder to clear my head, or thoughts, or make sense of any of the decisions I've made.
I'm just so bitter sometimes, but that's my fault. ( Read more... )

I don't want to fall asleep anymore.
I even dream such stressful, shitty dreams.