Oh God. This pain. I can't make it go away. I don't want to do this again. I barely pulled through the first time.

I just feel like weeping. I hate him. I hate that anyone has this power over me, that I have allowed anyone to make me feel this way.

Why did he do it? Why do we hurt each other so easily?

The fragile bond has shaken loose ( Read more... )

It's been almost six months since Tom & I broke up. I'm the first to admit I haven't been the kindest or most patient person with him, but I always told him the truth, and I always told him I'd be there for him ( Read more... )

Ah, kids, don't smoke, especially when you're drunk and out on the town. You wake up much worse for wear than you usually would ( Read more... )

I kept thinking this afternoon "this is not where I want to be at 23 ( Read more... )

You're gonna walk on home
You're gonna walk alone
You're gonna walk so far
You're gonna wonder who you are
Change. Change is a constant in everyone's lives. For so long, I believed that I loved change, but then when my world fundamentally changed, I fell apart, albeit briefly ( Read more... )

Sigh. I'm so sick of over-thinking things and being worried about what may or may not come to pass. I can never please everyone, and I'm going to have to settle on being happy or being successful in some things. I can't change people, only situations, and I always have a choice, though not always a good one. Thanks, Sartre ( Read more... )

The first observations of 2009:

- I started at Wenona a decade ago ( Read more... )

Sometimes I just want to absorb the ones I love so I'll never lose them.
I want to know everything about them so they're as much a part of me as my arm or leg.
I want them to continue living in me, and me to continue living in others as well.

Is it asking for too much to have meaning and depth in my life as well as being able to support myself? I am very grateful that I have a job now; I was unfairly leaning on my family for support, and at 22 I should be pretty much self-sufficient. But now I feel like it's hard to strike a work/life balance. I was speaking to Tom about this (on the ( Read more... )

In the early hours of the morning, when everyone else is asleep, I sit here thinking. Not necessarily about anything bad or depressing, just letting my mind tick over. As an only child, I've learned to amuse myself without other people around. I am quite comfortable in my own company, and I enjoy just lying down sometimes and staring at the ceiling ( Read more... )