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the end.

I know I can ( Read more... )

I can.

I can do this.

today I was home after my tilt table test at TMH, nauseous and tired, and nobody fucking came to visit me. not a single person.

mainly just that jackass who calls me his best friend, works 2 minutes from my parents' house, and couldn't take 10 minutes to come give me a hug from his busy fucking social schedule.

I pretty much hate people.

I feel, today, that I am a complete human being ( Read more... )

I think it's hormones, but I feel the need to vent ( Read more... )

Remember that time two summers ago where you went out of town and you told me you'd call me and when you didn't I was really mad and it set you back a month?

This is like that.

If you knew what was on your schedule this weekend, you shouldn't have pulled the card on Friday.

Now I don't know what to think.

I made it through the week alive ( Read more... )

It is 6:51 am on Monday morning, December 4th, 2006 ( Read more... )

I am faced with choices sometimes which I feel I am ill equipped to be making. Of course, I suppose that's the challenge of the thing.

Until the last week, I have been taking something beautiful for granted. Something God only made once and he gave it to meIf you read this, you probably know me, and how rarely I become religious ( Read more... )