So no one reads lj anymore out of all the people in my circle of friends who used to be addicted to it not so many years ago ( Read more... )

Love is difficult. Loving someone else is not an easy feat. It requires committing time to another person, committing thought and emotion and giving part of yourself up. It requires some degree of sacrifice, even if it is small. And it is usually not small.

There are many benefits. Loving someone and knowing they love you back is a great feeling. ( Read more... )

This is going to be the last journal entry I write where 'you' really means you. I will get over you. And when I write again, it'll just mean you, the reader, not you, the person who is always on my mind. Because you won't be anymore.

I don't know if it's just time that got me here, or friends of mine who reminded me what honesty and love look like ( Read more... )

I did quit.

I didn't last one week in that desk without you.

Now, I'm trying to put things together in my life again.

I promised I wouldn't call him anymore, and I haven't, not one single time. It's a promise you made me make, and I'm keeping it. Even if you'll never know.

I won't lie. I'm in a pretty bad place most of the time. I have bad dreams ( Read more... )

It's been a long time since I admitted to everything in my life. I haven't posted on here in a while, and it's been even longer since I posted anything public. My paper journal stares at me, and I know that the reason is that I feel guilt, and telling myself isn't making it go away. And the one person who deserves to hear it now won't listen to me ( Read more... )

What on earth am I doing here ( Read more... )

drinking cherry coke makes me need to brush my teeth. yuck.

more later.

anyway, so the downstairs neighbors have surround sound, and they hooked up all their speakers high on the walls, right by the ceiling. and when they play loud spanish music, it vibrates our floor. and drives me crazy. and when they watch movies, it vibrates our floor. and drives me crazy ( Read more... )

my beautiful, if somewhat intimidating schedule for fall 2005 ( Read more... )

so maybe i'm crazy, but i feel like my life is starting. or like i'm waking up finally, or finally taking control ( Read more... )