Today I realized that I may never make it out of this fucking town. Along with that I realize I absolutely have no interest in my major, but I'm too fucking far into it to get out now. I graduate next semester, and I'm going into a profession that doesn't even feel worth it. I honestly don't know where to go from here ( Read more... )

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Last Saturday was the first bonfire of the year. It was amazing to say the least. Matt and I talked about the future. Which was weird for both of us. He said some things I never expected to hear from him, and now I'm even more excited about where this is going. I still have no clue where it's going, but it can't be a bad place ( Read more... )

I'm pretty sure I've fallen "in love" with Matt ( Read more... )

And if I could swim, I'd swim out to you in the ocean ( Read more... )

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"Love is not love,
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no; it is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests, and is never shaken;"

Oh dear...I might be in trouble.

I'm just writing real quick to keep this thing alive.

Matt and I are still together and going strong.
I've been listening to a hell of a lot of Say Anything lately.
I currently have no job.
I'm running out of money.
I am now the Beer Fairy!
Brian and I are cool...for now.
I'm working out and getting in shape.
School is killing me.
I love my life.

Why is it that I feel like I've gotten prettier since I've started dating Matt?

I really don't understand how a guy can make you think that you've gotten physically more attractive. Maybe it's because he's pretty himself. I don't know. Anyone have an answer for me?

So far I've been home alone ( Read more... )