going to try this again.
thought it would be good to continue on this thing b/c of all the humorous lamenting from the past.
past life.
history.

let it begin.

demagnetization complete.
separation complete.
emptiness complete.

so this is real life?

i have to constantly remind myself that I am where i am b/c of choices that I made/make.
so, if I don't like it, the only person to blame is me.

scratch that last mess of an entry.
truth be known.
I want to be somebody's baby?
haha.
but really.
like. cuddle me when I cry.
make me num nums.
pick out my clothes/help me get dressed.
pay attention to me or i will cry?
blaaaaaaaaaah.

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I guess you just have to come to a place where the emptiness is bearable ( Read more... )

moving on is a choice ( Read more... )

camp wyoming.
turns out 90% of why I loved it, was you.
empty memories revisited with out you makes talking about dori the cabbage patch doll and t koch seem far away and separate from anything i will be allowed to be a part of again.

what's funny/telling is I am just to the place where I am trying to figure out what I have to offer ( Read more... )

actually.
you never disappointed me.
what you gave/provided/led me to/showed me/shared with me always turned out to be better than what I originally had in mind.

I was just too immature/naive/stupid to appreciate this when it mattered.

knuckle down.