the last month has gone by SO fast. ever since dave and i started hanging out/dating i have slept in my dorm... maybe 3 nights in the past 4 weeks. heh... idk! i've definitely been slacking in my school work though. fuck. but for the first time i'm HAPPY. (without drugs) but i miss denver! blehhhhhhh IDK
i just dont like being told that i am a bad person by my parents. i try to make them happy you know? i do what i can. i come home at night. on time. i work. i clean when i can. i guess its not enough. the way some people treat their parents is sickening, as if they owe them something. "buy me this, do this, dont tell me what to do" whatever. i give
i dont know what to do anymore. uhm. there are moments in my life when i feel like i know exactly who i am. and then there are moments when i have no fucking clue who i am.
is it wrong that what i want most in life is to be utterly hopelessly in love? i think in the end, that is what keeps me going. the hope that i will find my soul mate one day.. and i will be able to wake up every morning and be in love. or does this only happen in the movies?
so far i think about her every day... it's like she's always on my mind even if i'm not thinking about her... i know that doesn't make sense. it's not something that can be explained, really
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