New layout of lj.... not liking it. What the hell is all this shit... paying for reposts, I am all sorts of confused....

But in other words... the truth? Fuck the truth.

I only wish to say 4 words... 4 words that means the world to me. To prove more..... But come down to.4 words.

He's my Ross... I wish to be his Rachel. I believe I am his Rachel. But he truly is my Ross... I can't let that go.

Used. I was used, wasnt I? :(

Poem in progress. I have one that just may be what I've been needing to say.

Sleep.... Interruptions... Hearing things.... Damn I wish i could sleep well, not be in pain, and the weird dreams would stop. Grrrrr lol.

Seriously.... Just seriously... Now I go back to bed and he messages me? Thanks, universe, for your ways. Or.... Not. :( :,(

I hate being inspired that way, but to me, it's not wrong. Just shows where my heart is. Maybe he'd listen to understand. Maybe tonight ill explain some things.... But I don't even think he's reading. So who knows :p

And again, wake up to it. :(

Glad that didn't happen. Or maybe i'm not glad, but blah.