This journal is a shadow of my 'past life'. The life I left behind when I left Tampa... More appropriately: the life that left me. I've lost my house, my job, my friends. One of my best friends can't even make the effort to keep in touch. I've really got nothing left. I sit here all day and stew in my ever-growing depression. I can't get to sleep
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and i'm hoping that you don't mean me (about the keeping in touch thing)... i have admittedly not been in touch with you for a while, and for that i apologize. i have had a very... full couple of months, dealing with everything from a nervous breakdown (right after we hung out last, the weekend you joined BGF and me for dinner and the bookstore) to a honeymoon and everything in between. but i do miss you and thank about you lots.
e-mail me and let me know what's going on! please...
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I have talked to you recently haven't i? was it a dream?
are you feeling better now?
I don't know why I never saw this message before but i was checking LJ's and this was your last entry. IM me okay? Or i'm going to IM you, and i don't care if I'm annoying about it.
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