God , i'm so out of it ( Read more... )

How do you pick up the strings of an old life? How do you go on, when in your heart you begin to understand there really is  no going back? There are some things time cannot mend. Some hurts that go too deep... and take hold.  I don't want it to be that way but there it is.  I want to be who i was, but i can't find her any more.  Things were easier ( Read more... )

Yet another halloween come and gone

It was a blast, having a non-sluttified halloween always a good idea
although some of the girls take it way too far i mean
Slutty strawberry shortcake
"Hookers" of the hidden temple?
slutty army girls?
Slutty rainbow bright

I don't get it
when did halloween become an excuse to look an act like a whore
Im at work now, ( Read more... )

Hey Everybody, Im LoCoLady, Val to some, friend to most, but touch my bath products and i go a little crazy  ;-)

glad to have an LJ community for lush!

Why are you still in my head? I dealt with you...i thought i dealt with you, but you're there....Everytime i do something wrong EVERYTIME...i hear your cruel voice in my head ( Read more... )

I feel like the biggest idiot in the world.

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Have you ever wondered which hurts more, saying something and wishing you hadn't or saying nothing and wishing you had? I guess the most important things are the hardest to say. Don't be afraid to tell someone you love them. If you do they might break your heart...if you don't you might break theirs. Have you ever decided not to go for that ( Read more... )

I feel like such a leech sometimes....the guys must get so irritated with me, im always there always...it just, i feel safe with them, and its not something i feel often. I know they dont need my baggage, i have enough for about 20 people, they dont need to deal with it. They dont need me intruding on their lives. they dont need me. they dont ( Read more... )

I don’t tell people about my problems when I have gone through more in the past five years then some people go through in their lives….because I’m afraid to be looked at as an attention whore.I think I'm becoming a stereotype, another goddamned statistic. The more I try to fix it, make myself original, what I was meant to be, the more I blend into ( Read more... )