"If you love me and care about me at all, you'll let me go." I must have said it a thousand times to myself, lacking the courage to say it to him. But he finally let me go, and I find myself wishing I never thought those words. I dont want him to let me go. I want him to want me. It's over. After a year and a half of sneaking into coat closets, we ( Read more... )

I always post entries when I'm sad, but I'm so very content right now, so I feel the need to say it ( Read more... )

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The alcohol has to stop. The drinking has to end. I've become a lush and I can feel myself falling into a deep hole thats impossible to get out of, i've seen it before. I have to stop. It just makes everything so much easier, and feel like everything is going to be ok. But lately, my happy drunken escapades have turned into dark shadows looming ( Read more... )

I thought about this for a long time today...I didn't like the ideas that were crossing through my brain, but they were there. I don't know anything about him. I know that he works at a resturaunt, and that he lives in Oakland with his 1 year old baby and his wife. I know that he has a brother that works with us and atleast 3 more that are younger ( Read more... )

blah blah blah. ughhh. jfkladjnfc. Yeah, thats how I feel. Thank god Michele's on her way with a bottle of wine that I fully intend to drown my sorrows in. Yup, its one of those days. Bring on the booze.

It almost began as a joke, but the more I say it, and the more I think about it, I realize that my decision could not be more right for me. I am officially taking a break from men. I can't do this anymore, its one after another, and they really are all the same. They want to get laid. period. end of story. I am not that girl, I am not the girl that ( Read more... )

Being at home, a little tipsy, alone is a strange feeling. Having drinks to celebrate the fact that work is over for the day with some awesome coworkers is always a good thing though. So I will take this strange feeling ( Read more... )

Why do you say you'll call, if you're never really going to? I just wish sometimes guys would quit trying to beat around the bush, and sugarcoat things. If you don't want to call me, then don't tell me that you are going to, just to make me happy at the moment. Its really not the end of the world, and you don't mean that much to me, so if you don't ( Read more... )

I wrote this the other day, while riding in the back seat of my friends car home from Monterey. I forgot how long that drive really is. I forgot how long drives make me feel, really...indifferent ( Read more... )