I will have a house/apartment/condo on or near the ocean, be it in Guam, Cyprus, Cape Town, Okinawa, or goddamn Myrtle Beach. Definitely better off being a nomad in the meantime thanks to my fickle nature
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Who wants to come with me? I'm thinking somewhere on/near the coast and further south; I'm growing less tolerant of the cold as time goes by. Anyone who lurks this journal is free to come with as well! :D I have to force myself to be happy so I don't think about suicide so much.
Reading some past LJ entries and comments, reliving just how ignorant/arrogant/annoying I could be. Blech. Hopefully I'm not fooling myself when I think about how much I've matured
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I wish I knew how you felt. I wish we could talk again, I wish I could hug you again. I keep dreaming about you and I love every second of it because it's the only communication we'll probably ever have, at least for a very long time.
I was nice, I used to be nice in everyone's eyes; now knowing me is poison. I'm an outcast who keeps digging herself into a deeper hole and keeps drowning in rumors and my own shitty reputation. No matter how I try to move past this bullshit it follows me like a shadow. Someone please tell me where I go from here?