it feels appropriate, to start over. and maybe i just dont want a journal, with so much ray involved in it's recent entries.

so i'm starting a new one. and leaving this one behind.

un_inlove add it. and it'll be friends only this time.
so comment to be added back.

thanks loves. it's been real with this one.

now its time to do it right.

i guess its pretty confusing for you. now ( Read more... )

there's a difference this time. because i wasn't myself, the first time. no, i wasn't lindsey. i was simply, ray and lindsey. or, ray's girl ( Read more... )

i walked in from dinner with Jenny last night, and my phone was already ringing. some number i didn't recognize. i almost didn't answer, but something told me, it was probably you.

the first thing you said was, little lady. and i grin broke out, across my face ( Read more... )

the thing is, i dont know how to trust you anymore ( Read more... )

i put the radio on country today, for the first time since forever. the first song that came on, had to be "desperately" by George ( Read more... )

so every three days ( Read more... )

i had to pull your box down, the other day, to find a phone number. i ended up sitting, Indian style, on my bed, and taking things out. one by one. remembering why these objects, used to mean something ( Read more... )

it's all been very up and down. and lately i've been missing you, just because, i need to miss someone. like a made up fix, of something feeling so broken. i dont know ( Read more... )

she's moving again
maybe baby steps.

is it possible
to be so beautifully backwards?
like mismatched but
trendy.
cluttered, but
classical.

i still miss them
when i forget to remember
it's not them i'm missing.
at all.

baby girl
if you only really knew.
what everyone else
sees
when they see you.