I am so depressed.

Honest.

Maybe I just need to say it.

I'm depressed and I hate where I'm going but I don't know what else to do about it.

I'm so down and out.

Why do boys continue to just use me. Why do I let them.

All the ways you wish you could be, that's me. I look like you wanna look, I fuck like you wanna fuck, I am smart, capable, and most importantly, I am free in all the ways that you are not.

I'm scared.

I don't know how much longer I can keep this up.

In the next couple of days and months its time to really sit down and make some serious decisions.

I know I've been running from them, but I've got to make a choice.

For some reason, being drunk really puts things in perspective and brings out the truth in all of us.

Good and bad.

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This may sound self-absorbed but this is a big moment for me.

I've never felt more beautiful.

The best part, I did it all on my own. No boys, no men. No games, no strings attached.
Just me. I'm happy with me with no one else around.

Just me.

I'm okay with me.

I just don't want to forget what this feels like.

I can't figure this boy out for the life of me.

But damn is he pretty.

One of my best friend's mother died today.

I keep trying to image how I would feel if I lost my own mother. Tears keep streaming.

How do you deal with this?

My heart is breaking for him, I just wish I could be there.