I love him. I LOVE HIM. And I know he loves me back. He might not be *in* love with me, but he does love me ( Read more... )

AH ( Read more... )

I went to breakfast with Andy yesterday. It was the first time I've seen him since he's been home from Iraq. And. I can't stop thinking about him. And us. I know we were wrong for each other. Weren't we ( Read more... )

Alright. I have no idea why that is the subject. Other than the fact that Katie said it the other day and it's totally my new favorite word that isn't really a word at all ( Read more... )

that I'm so horribly good at. Of all the talents to have, making trouble is really not a good one to have. I mean, sure, it's amusing. But good lord... Do you even realize what kinds of chaos I started last night ( Read more... )

And on with the ramble ( Read more... )

'Cause lovin' you is a job I don't need ( Read more... )

She cheated on my best friend, my soulmate, my unrequited love, with the only other person I've eve been in love with?!?!?! WHAT THE FUCK?!?! She has had, and could have, the only two things I have ever wanted with every fiber of my being. What gives her the god damn right? I fucking hate her. HATE!

Now I'm fucking dreaming about him?! Uh uh. No. I woke up and it seriously took me a good five minutes to realize that it wasn't real. That he really didn't pull me close and kiss me the way I used to imagine he would. WHY CAN'T I MOVE ON?! It's been forever since the last time we talked. Even longer than that since we could even tolerate each ( Read more... )

I sat around at work this afternoon and thought about him. It's the first time I'd given that much time to thinking about him and I in a very long time. And it hurt. It's the first time I've let my heart ache for him in probably over a year. Why can't I move past him? Why do I see bits and pieces of him in every boy I'm romantically linked with? ( Read more... )