hmmmmm so i should start writing in this again huh?

i'll get back to you on that...

a little late...
i wrote this last week on a napkin.. a big napkin .

A stepping stone towards failure. A stepping stone towards greatness. One towards self doubt. One toward self worth. I'm stretching in between the two as far as I can move. But really I'm just standing here. Not growing. Not moving. Not anything. Won't it change? Will I always be ( Read more... )

AT LEAST!

at FUCKING least i know i've always been myself. and i will always be myself. and i will not follow what you say or do or look or feel or believe.

wow people are super duper fantastic.

and im too old for this shit.

so the surgery wasnt so horrible. i was so scared. and ended up feeling nothing. that night though after the bleeding through show i got really sore. and took the rest of the week off . felt quite fragile . so during the week i spent my quality time being cute with my baby boy. laying around. and crotcheting like a mother fucker. im making a bunch ( Read more... )

im not pretty, im just different ( Read more... )

late last night i got home from a long weekend of old friends ( Read more... )

my stomach just turned upside down. inside out. and around 3 times ( Read more... )

line one ( Read more... )

welp im going to cornerstone!

i decided last minute . and my friend was nice enough to act like he has room in his van for me. hopefully this is what i really need. cuz nothing else is working.

luv u all bibi!

my head is spinning ( Read more... )