Your Eyes Should Be Violet
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i'm at work right now. i'm so tired that i really can't concentrate. really. can't focus in on one work in my god damn physics textbook. and i NEED to study too. and it's raining. blah ( Read more... )

it's nice to finally be home for a change after three months of college life. always comforting. and a bit weird too. i go back home tomorrow for the game and then i return for another three full weeks of winter break...and i'm definitely excited about that. i just noticed...i called gainesville "home" too. haha weirdness. i suppose it pretty much ( Read more... )

i love halloween. getting to be someone else for a night or two. and seeing what everyone else dresses up as. i was one sexy vamp. thanks julie and marie ( Read more... )

you make me feel like shit. YOU...make me feel like shit. I make myself feel like shit. i honestly think i just like to torture myself. and i wish on stars alone tonight. fall asleep thinking of stars alone tonight. hopless. hopelessly...

i've had a lot of shit on my mind lately. yeah, shit, a lot of random uneasy thoughts. so please forgive me if i haven't shown it....but hahahaha, this is for you ( Read more... )

i just had a wonderful dinner.

i'm just so detached. i hold it close. invisible. i would have hoped that i meant more than this...

but i suppose that is what i must expect from now on.

all and all it was a great weekend. it was exactly everything a weekend was supposed to be and more. went clubbin/drinking thursday night...hit up a couple amazing parties right here in the landings friday night...drank waaaay too much...missed my mcat kaplan class saturday morning because i was too hung over to make it....went to shands hung over ( Read more... )

i don't think you quite understand. either that, or you just don't want to understand. perhaps a bit of both. how things change...and are all the same. it went as expected. talked over lunch. it was nice. but no, you don't understand. you can't one day walk balk into my life and leave a letter on the windshield of my car and expect me to forget. ( Read more... )

i am terrified of seeing him. it's going to be really weird meeting with him, after all this time and hurt and wonder. i'll have to look into his eyes again. fuck...if my heart nearly burst out of my chest when i read his letter, how am i going to be able to handle seeing him? i hope this works, cause i am trying so hard...