i have not felt this much at peace in such a long time. my days consist of riding my bike to work(just a few blocks from my home in richmond), where i serve coffee, teas, and various baked goods to the regulars/neighbors. we break health codes by allowing customers to bring their dogs inside. it's very pleasant ( Read more... )

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the funeral is in a few hours ( Read more... )

remember him? the kid a lot of people hated in highschool? i became pretty good friends with him when i moved down to richmond, and he turned out being a really wonderful, charming, beautiful human being. i will miss him dearly ( Read more... )

as i was washing the remnants of chocolate sauce, peanut butter, whipped cream, and anchovies(!!!) out of my hair, (thanks to my (former) fellow co-workers' way of saying goodbye to me on my last day), it suddenly hit me that i was going to be on my own again, heading to a strange city full of unfamiliar streets. i'm kind of sad to see this town go ( Read more... )

i haven't seen the billy boy in nearly two months now, and it feels really nice to let go of something so binding. i've stopped feeling sorry for myself all the damn time, and have actually begun to take pleasure in the simple surroundings. i am meeting so many wonderful people. it's amazing to interact and not have to sacrifice yourself ( Read more... )

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today i find out if i will infact be moving into this beautiful house.


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i'm finally figuring out what i mean to you, and the odds on my side aren't looking good. it's exhausting trying to figure out my significance to you, when i know that if i walked away it would be met with your shrug of the shoulders and a thousand glances in the other direction. i can't be bitter towards you for that, atleast i'm trying not to be ( Read more... )

what the fuck is wrong with me, seriously. actually, something has been going on that i haven't discussed with anyone yet, but even so, i should be more in control of my emotions and not crying and throwing dishes at one of the cooks who decided to grab my boobs, or slamming doors or being an antisocial mess when friends come over to see me. i ( Read more... )