Dear "what's-his-face ( Read more... )

I'm still just so blah ( Read more... )

So, two weekends ago, I was supposed to sing in a chorus concert. I had a cough, and I also had to finish my honors thesis and that friday and saturday were gonna be lost if I did the concert. So I e-mailed the girl in charge of attendence, didn't do the concert. I thought this was a really good thing, because I was actually doing something good ( Read more... )

This always happens, a few days before a paper is due, huge manic streak takes over and I just go like a hamster on speed or something. I'm slightly freaked out...it's like all teh stress and anxiety I had has just turned into this crazy energy. Which is good because I'll get this done and I'm writing like mad, but, argh first tehre's the fact ( Read more... )

Hmmm ( Read more... )

One simple conversation is all it takes to bring me to tears, to keep me up at night, to turn this body once again into a filthy, fat, wretched thing... How could I ever explain to him how much I hurt? I try so hard not to be the typical girlfriend, never to be clingy or emotionally dependent, never to argue, and above all, never to feel fat. So ( Read more... )

Blah...Just feeling discontent lately ( Read more... )

I wish I knew what it would take to make me feel content, fulfilled. I feel this constant longing for *something* but for the life of me can't figure out what it is. I get so incredibly bored by everyday life. I thrive on intensity and chaos and extremity of emotion, yet I also know those things destroy me. Is it just a matter of learning to be ( Read more... )

Why do I think about relapsing now? I walk through stores and it just seems so easy to do, to go back, escape the newfound stresses and whatnot, replace them with the familiar...I mean, the ed may be a dead-end, but at least ya know where you're going. It's frustrating because I want to, you know, go back to a behavior but at the same time I don't ( Read more... )

Hmmm ( Read more... )