Every time I read back on this fucking journal, all I can think is "GODDAMN Emily you're such a hussy ( Read more... )

Well. How do I start? We will start at the end, the present. Here I am, sitting in my living room, the dog staring at me with hopeful eyes, and my brain in a swirl of emotion, this emotion has little to do with the man who just left, but much to do with the man I haven’t seen in 7 or so months. It always has something to do with him. He is the ( Read more... )

Restless restless restless restless restless

You're all harshing my fuckin mellow

Don't jump the gun
Just don't
Not this time.

....I'm feeling something other than negative towards another human being ( Read more... )

I'm getting old, and its too loud tonight

A majority of the people I adore above everyone else are so far away from me right now

Lia, Pierre, Kevin...

This is a sick joke the universe is playing on me....

And I've never felt more alone as I do at this exact moment.

I had to put the letter away today. That was probably the last time I will read it.

Just fold up the tear soaked piece of paper ripped from the bowels of a coil scribbler and tuck it away.

Its just too hard reading the words "I'm happy to have you, you make me smile, you know how to push my buttons, keep it up"

And knowing that somehow, in the matter ( Read more... )

I'm getting back to me. I don't need your opinions or judgement, just let me figure it out.

 I would like to feel better.

Things are going really great.

But, as usual, there's this lump in my chest, just behind my heart.

I don't know why it's there.

I think it's my body telling me don't get too comfortable, your shit isn't secure. Things aren't as they seem.

On one hand, it's bringing me down. I've felt like this forever, and it's exhausting ( Read more... )