Strangely enough, I feel better having said all that ( Read more... )

I really don't care who's reading this ( Read more... )

Its so weird that I haven't talked to you in over two months.

Once in awhile I think to trust my gut and pick up the phone and call, text, something, just to know how you're doing. Maybe even see if you're miserable at all like I am.

But then I don't.

Because I remember the last thing you said to me.

And I do just have to move on.

I can't remember the last time I was happy.

I have to be honest. I just have to get all these feelings off my chest ( Read more... )

I continually and actively chose not to invite anger, jealously and hatred in my life ( Read more... )

Well well ( Read more... )

I always feel the need to come here and vent the things I think I can't say to anyone ( Read more... )

Well there's only a half-an-hour left of my birthday.

I'm 24.

I kept replaying that number on the projection screen in my mind all day.
24.

That seems so old to me. And strangely, this isn't where I thought I would be at 24.

And maybe that is what's so hard. All of this, my birthday, my life, this isn't where I thought I would be.

Well. My 24th birthday is tomorrow ( Read more... )