Here I am back again!!! I just made dinner and I'm sitting here in my empty house waiting for the fries to be done from the oven. I have a new someone in my life... and she's beautiful ( Read more... )

It's been what feels like years. But here I am yet again finding myself drawn to posting to the live journal ( Read more... )

So yeah yeah... life is life. I'm a workaholic and I can accept that. Things feel familiar... people at work don't get it ... I take everything too seriously and I don't give a fuck. I don't care to explain myself to anyone anymore. If I want to say something to someone I will. I am this adorable 22 yearold girl who is not yet a woman in my mothers ( Read more... )

I am me. I am confused. I am hurt. I am worthless. I am valuable. I am sunshine. I am rain. I cry. I am my own tears. I am no longer the laughter. I am obsessed. I am the obssession. I am miserable. I am happy. I am lonely. I am alive. I am surrounded. I am smiling. I am disturbed. I no longer wish to reside inside this body. I am me. In so many ( Read more... )

You know ... there are things that each of us have that we keep hidden. Things that we know other people won't respond to no matter which way you put it. A long time ago I figured out that when someone cares enough about you they respect you enough to at least pretend to like what you love or give it a try. For a long time I really didn't care ( Read more... )

It's been a few days and yet I've already faltered to post... I've just been tired ( Read more... )

Well I made it into another year. Only to make two true resolution and an unofficial promise to myself to try and post everyday... try ( Read more... )

How can you ever be sure you really know someone? Even the person closest to you. You can't. I've always believed that people keep things as means for surviving this world. Some people can't handle their own reality so in the company of others they say what they think everyone wants to hear. i think of all the times before that i had kept things ( Read more... )

Ok so.. I'm deeply disturbed. I don't know how I got this far. I keep trying to remember what kind of life I wanted for myself but I find myself completely blank. Don't you always initially have a plan. I don't. I don't want to remember my name half the time. I feel like I can't live right or that I'm broken all weird. I'm so sad and I don't ( Read more... )

I'm so sick of this situtation. Beyond sick of it. Why? Why does this alway fucking happen? It hurts my head It hurts my insides. I was having such a good time and then here it happens the buzz killer smashes me down like there will never ever be a good tomorrow. Am I one of those human beings who is always looking fo the bad or am I the one who ( Read more... )