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Six and a half out of Ten
It was after a good chat with Sen today that reminded me .. hey, I'm okay. I'm ... lucky, even. A strange and foreign feeling since I've continually felt kicked in the ass by fate and punched in the heart by my own naive and apparently unrealistic hopes in the last few months. We just talked about a bunch of stuff and I realized that not ( Read more... ) -
[.we're so close to something better left unknown...]
I had a good cry this morning. Oddly enough, it started while I was reading the new Jennifer Aniston interview in the Sept issue of Elle Magazine (who btw seems like an excellent human being, Brad has good taste in women ( Read more... ) -
[.they say that the truth will set you free, but no one ever tells you how lonely it's going to be]
The truth is, it was no great love story.
But when I was in it, I don't think anyone could have convinced me otherwise.
And so I acted accordingly ... on my desires and what I thought was unfolding between us.
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[.It's been 7 hours and 15 days.....]
I deleted his number from my phone today. And any texts I still had left. I cried while and for a little while after I did it. I was unsettled at how little control I had over those tears ( Read more... ) -
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I'm building a wall... a fine wall. Not so much to keep you out, but more to keep me in. -
[.still not funny]
So I'm visiting my parents because it's my dad's birthday and I'm spending the night. After dinner we came home and I was strangly in a good mood. Either that or just unconsciously feeling particularly self-destructive. Take your pick. Anyhows, I said to him "Dad, you wanna go to NY with me in June?" (he has a cousin there) See, I think my dad ( Read more... ) -
[.this joke isn't funny anymore]
Last night, two individuals called Rex for relationship advice. And both these people haven't talked to me in at least 3 years.
Maybe despite the worthless state I am in, the universe is telling me that I've still got some use in me? I don't know but heartbreak blows. -
[.voting with Mom]
My mom and I walked to our neighborhood clubhouse to vote. Once we're at the kiosks (and right next to each other) I hear mom whisper "I need some help!" And oddly, I was brought back to high school and I felt we were cheating on a test or something.
me: *whispering*just turn the dial around!
her: *whispering*no, I chose the wrong language! ( Read more... )
