Three and a half years and a hell of a ride later, that last post is all too poignant to see.

I'm probably going to be locking the entirety of my LJ down soon, or deleting it. We'll see. But there's things in here I don't want haunting me later in life. Such happens with something that was started when you were thirteen.

So, Bin Laden's dead.

I need to write more. I really, really do. Not just here, but in general. It all comes down to a lack of discipline. If I were more disciplined, I'd be cranking out articles every day. Following the news more currently. All that good stuff. Bah ( Read more... )

And after talking with her?

Maybe I should be a bit more selective in whose judgement of her mental state I trust.

What do you do when you find out that the love of your life, who has discarded you, is destroying herself?

How do you help her?

I'm not sure. I'm going to try to figure it out.

In honor of not being tormented and being awesome instead

What would happen if the Old Spice Guy wore a suit?

Livejournal, I abuse you for venting. I would like to vent to you again ( Read more... )

It's been almost two weeks.

I've had a lot of good days. Today is not one of them. And I really, really hate the bad days. Fuck.

Update: I hate being right ( Read more... )

I am so messed up it's not even funny, and I'm worried that it's killing this relationship. Which... would probably break me again if it turned out to be true, and possibly even worse than the last one.

ETA: Yep. Pretty sure I'm a nutter.