"at least i have family that cares about me and friends that stick around."

i've had at least three "friends" throw this in my face upon the downfall of our relationships. and maybe they're right, i'm not blessed with tons of people i can count on. but i have a few, and those have really stuck it out. i have my sister, and as much as we used to ( Read more... )

Day by day, I learn to love myself more and more. This isn't cockiness as much as it is embracing the things about me that I used to loathe. I've lost plenty of friends in the past couple of years; in doing so, though, I think I might be finding myself.

I feel like being productive; not dwelling.

what do you do when you're eighteen and tell everyone that you are in no way interested in dating, relationships, or love, and you realize that you are utterly and pathetically obsessed with one of the few friends you have left ( Read more... )

i'm afraid of going away to college. i say this like it's something unique, something abnormal. as if every single soon-to-be college freshman isn't nervous. i'd be lying if i said i weren't excited and exhilirated, sure. but that doesn't change the breathtaking fear i experience every time i think about how much my life is going to change at the ( Read more... )

when it's come to birthdays and celebrations in the past, i've never been that demanding. i've never been that upset when people aren't there for me. those events and those accomplishments were futile compared to tomorrow. tomorrow, despite having been taking college classes for the duration of my senior year, i graduate from high school. i am ( Read more... )

and it's breaking my heart.

i go on and on about not wanting arelationship, yet not wanting to sleep around.

i'm gonna just keep on kissing those frogs, i guess. can't hurt, can it?

who am i kidding? everything winds up hurting me eventually. i'm a walking disaster.

one day, though.. one day. i'll be just fine, i bet.

this is going to be a good summer, i think.

sometimes, i want to air everyone's dirty laundry out for the world to see and smell.

1. your boyfriend used to move a little closer to me when you left the room. you're goddamn lucky that i was a real friend, or he would have cheated on you with more than his trashy coworker. honestly? i'm on his side with the ending of your relationship. i don't ( Read more... )

there's this wave of sadness, accompanied by fear and anger and somehow, in the end, apathy, which continues to torment me. i've got this great life happening: i've moved out of the house that likely would have killed me, in with a great friend and an adorable dog who's watching me cry right now, and looking helpless. i'm an adult who can make her ( Read more... )