with this song ( Read more... )

right in the ovaries


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my name is: Megan ( Read more... )

I'm in a place right now where a relationship seems appealing, but not enough to go after one. Sometimes I want it, but most of the time i'm just floating by content with how things are. It hits me sometimes though, at weird moments. I saw some guy holding a baby (in a not at all sexy situation) and I felt like my ovaries were punched and all that ( Read more... )

super disconnected from everything/everyone and in general pretty shitty. I can't fall asleep, I can't stay asleep, and when I finally do get to sleep I wake up to find that the day is already over. Bleeeh. Past few days have kinda sucked.

Saw this on fb and decided to steal it ( Read more... )

Just found this when I tried posting something else from "saved draft". Interessssting. I don't even remember when I wrote this ( Read more... )

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I think i've come to the conclusion that we both use each other. We use each other to fill a need that we don't say out loud. I also think we are both aware of it. Just until we find someone else, someone real, to fill that spot. We're comfortable. It's safe. It's mutual. I don't think this is a bad thing, It's just interesting.

I said my goodbyes and gave my hugs. I got a big hulk hug from Mikey (with a little 'You should eat your vegetables' encouragement. Then he ran away. I walked towards the door and I hear him running back so when I turn around he jumps into my arms. Literally jumps and gives me the biggest hug. I looked at Sheri and Brad and their faces alone said ( Read more... )