Yup! I'm a fucking idiot! Can I begin to tell you just how stupid I am right now?

Now that I've ranted and raved in my previous blog towards numerous people, I would like to throw out a request to the universe: When the time is right, please bring me a man who's worth my time. Please bring me someone who matches me on multiple levels. Please don't give me yet another friend ( Read more... )

I'm sick and tired of playing the conservative girl! I was never meant to play that part. I like to go out, drink, and have a fucking blast! Random make-outs with men has always been a pleasurable past time of mine. After Matt and I broke up I started to play the girl who was more attentive to a man's needs. Fuck that shit! If he doesn't ( Read more... )

You know, it's easy to fake being happy. You slap on a smile and dance around the room, no one even realizes how you secretly want to be crawled up in a ball crying. I don't know how to explain it. I feel so lonely. I come back to my apartment and know once again I'm going to be alone. I realized this was an aspect that I was going to have to ( Read more... )

I'm done. I'm done with him. I'm done with the situation. I'm so sick of always being there for him. What's the point? He doesn't want me there. It's obvious. The way he treats me, and the way he talks to me. Or should I say lack of communication. I'm the woman to get him through things. But when I need him, he's gone. I won't see him in ( Read more... )

God, I miss him. Every day I can't stop thinking about how's he is doing or that he's safe. I do wish he returns safely. Not because I want to see him again, but because I know that it would kill his mother if he died over there. His sisters would be a reck. They look up to him and have him on such a high pedestal. And if anything were to ( Read more... )

The conversation I had tonight had me thinking, what's the point of trying to romantic with a person that you know wouldn't recipricate the same feelings towards you? I realize that egos would be enlarged, and others would be humilitated. But I ask you, my friends, would you try being romantic with a person whom you care about, knowing full well ( Read more... )

I woke up crying the other morning. Gasping for air and holding myself, trying to comfort the bad dream I had just experienced. I have never done that before. Never have I awoken to a sitting position crying. The subject that made me react like this, my mother. I don't remember exactly what had happened in the dream, all I know is that my ( Read more... )

You are my forbidden apple ( Read more... )

I close my eyes and can
see your face.
I do not know who you are
Yet, I know you so well.
I see your eyes gazing
into mine,
Your hands cupping
my face.
I feel safe, warm,
and loved.
It is uncertain if
you truly exist in reality.
Maybe I have already met you,
But for now you exist
solely in my dreams.