...and because im bored ( Read more... )

there are only about 4 million thoughts swarming around inside my head right now ( Read more... )

i feel physically sick over this.
shit has hit the fan, gone ballistic.

i dont know, this puts me in such a bad spot, and i know that its all my fault.

this one im not over-analyzing. im not analyzing it at all, and honestly im quite sick of that. it made my day. i checked my mailbox, ran over to becca and told her what was going on. i suddenly wasnt in any hurry but to read it. i was surprised, definitally, but more than anything else it made me happy.

its been a good day.

today has been my

i read my horoscope at the end of the day.
and its true.

i saw the most amazing rainbow today driving back to town.

and its all okay.

why does that make me feel guilty?
i know i shouldnt, i did the right thing.

we're just communicating like two completely normal human beings, besides one is doing something scary-- real life. we're too young,and hell, im too young to have friends doing what hes doing.

and physical therapy is a bitch.

"But if it doesn't brush my shoulder ( Read more... )

i cant handle these conversation topics. i need something light and airy, and for people to ignore the obvious. screw what may or may not be obvious, i still have to over-analyze absolutely everything and anything that comes my way. ill be honest, i dont know what to do, and i dont know what to think. i want to push it all away, and not have to ( Read more... )

so last night, surprisingly enough, ended up being a lot of fun. i love my sisters, and my soon-to-be sisters so much, and i think for the most part, as much shit as we go through, we go through it, get through it, and are still here, together.  what else can we do? im so  glad i live here this year, and this is such a part of my life. last night ( Read more... )

that wasnt who it was about!!!

thanks anyways, life is now much better.