I've been thinking about what you said to me in the car today, and it hurts me that you are hurting. I don't know how you must be feeling, but it must feel lonely. I just want you to know that I know that I can't replace your friends or your father, but I love you and I'm here for you; if you want to talk, or want me to talk, or just scratch your ( Read more... )

THANK GOD! My internet is working again, after a week!

So I hate it when he comes home. I hate it when he's here, and I hate it when he is gone. It's to late for me to start a relationship with him, he had his chance and he didn't take it. If I could change something in my life, he would be it. For 20 years I've put up this bullshit, and now I'm old enough to turn the other cheeck. When I was little, I ( Read more... )

Grades are in and all is well. I can't wipe this smile off my face, it's a good feeling. You know sometimes life gets the best of you, and you feel like breaking down and not turning back. But as soon as you face your problems with courage, even a little bit of courage is all it takes to succeed in all that you want to succeed in. Thank you to ( Read more... )

Beach, funnel cakes, ferris wheel, the Beatles...Life's sweet little pleasures

"Try to see it my way ( Read more... )

I don't understand myself. Why the hell am I doing this? I always said I wouldn't, and now look at me... Pathetic. I'm more confused now then I was a few days ago. Why?

I hope you and Tomm are as happy as Tristan and I used to be. Thanks for fucking it up.

I hate you. I can't believe you could do this to me, you're a selfish bastard. I love you and you hurt me more than I've ever been hurt before, and for that I hate you.

So UF called me yesterday. At least I have some peace of mind at the moment. You know this whole time I've been worried about this, but I haven't really thought about how Tristan must feel. We say or he says everything will be okay, and I do believe him, but I have my doubts. Not so much about him but how our relationship is going to workout when I ( Read more... )