Last year at this time all I wanted was to date Mark. I would have sacrificed anything I had to get him away from Grace and into my arms. Money, residence, friends, it didn't matter. I would have given what I had to have him for my own ( Read more... )

Someday soon I will be back in bloomington.

By someday soon I mean in two two days.

Yay.

Pretty much I keep trying to get you to see that your actions are hurting the people around you, but I keep having to stop half way because then the truth hurts you and I don't want to see you get hurt as well.

After a certain point you stop saying "I miss you ( Read more... )

So until I go back to school on the 23rd of August my schedule is something like this:
-wake up
-smoke a bowl
-make breakfast
-play ffx
-smoke a bowl
-go to the beach
-read a Kurt Vonnegut book
-tan
-go home and take a shower
-eat dinner
-drink wine
-smoke a bowl
-sleep

stomach crams please don't be pregnancy

I hate this feeling. Like somehow, by going about my day to day I've done something terribly wrong. I don't understand. I spend all day at work getting bitched at by my managers and then when I get home my roommate who has spent the weekend doing nothing but sitting on her ass has taken all of my rum and left for evening. So I have her worried ( Read more... )

Why am I so sad and insecure all the sudden? I just want to shake off this misery but it's not going anywhere ( Read more... )

Holding hands on the blue couch on a warm May evening Mark told me he was confident about our relationship. I wanted to tell him I told him so but instead I just kissed him ( Read more... )

Somehow I think that being with Mark helps me come to terms with the fact that I'm not as close with my father anymore.