9:17 PM
I can’t put this into words through voice or hand
Your love is the best thing that I’ll never have
The time and pain put in this with not be in vain
The love I have to share will always stay
thought is the deepest form of expression.
1 day.
love you.
Friday, February 5, 2010
Thursday, February 4, 2010
February the Fourth.
9:37 PM
my mental state is absolutely lost. words are being slurred and i havent had a sip of liquor, obviously. my mood as of late is completely and utterly, tested. i find myself questioning my actions no matter what i’m doing and i guess that this loss of carefreeness is something i should be taking in stride. buckling down is something that most young adults do in life, i find myself a bit too late though. this change that my peers went through months ago is something i am just now starting to discover and since the change is so late, part of me wishes it just wouldnt come at all...
it is said that once someone utters the phrase and so it goes… you lose a memory. my mind is wandering as i try to recollect. my most important memories as of late are still with me and i guess that in the grand scheme of things i shouldnt really be worried about loss of memories that dont coincide with my direct thoughts.
i’m feeling nostalgic. 2 days.
my heart cant wait.
Monday, February 1, 2010
February The First
10:48 PM
Very few people know it, but I have an online journal that only I know the link to. In our world, I think it's natural for people to want to keep a decent record of their lives; whether these moments be good or bad, they want to remember what they went through. I have various journals and online blogs that expose my childish behaviors. Antics and such that are purely embarrassing to even mention. I have a lot of lurkers in various aspects of my life as well, so lurkers, eat your hearts out. I'll post hidden messages and ridiculous pictures in here. Why? Because I can. And if you don't want to read it, then, well, simply put... don't read it.
I'll start now then. It's Monday, February 1, 2010. 10:53 PM, central. My night tonight consisted of a whole lot of nothing, which I had absolutely no problem with. I watched the movie Confide, which of course has made me rethink my entire life. I'm questioning whether or not your sudden reappearance in my life is a good idea. I don't regret knowing you, I regret putting myself in a situation in which I cannot control. I hate being in a situation where I overanalyze everything and then realize that I am just another girl to you. When in reality, it shouldn't be that way.
I need to do laundry or I'm going to start walking around naked, no one wants that, believe me.
Until later, love you.
Very few people know it, but I have an online journal that only I know the link to. In our world, I think it's natural for people to want to keep a decent record of their lives; whether these moments be good or bad, they want to remember what they went through. I have various journals and online blogs that expose my childish behaviors. Antics and such that are purely embarrassing to even mention. I have a lot of lurkers in various aspects of my life as well, so lurkers, eat your hearts out. I'll post hidden messages and ridiculous pictures in here. Why? Because I can. And if you don't want to read it, then, well, simply put... don't read it.
I'll start now then. It's Monday, February 1, 2010. 10:53 PM, central. My night tonight consisted of a whole lot of nothing, which I had absolutely no problem with. I watched the movie Confide, which of course has made me rethink my entire life. I'm questioning whether or not your sudden reappearance in my life is a good idea. I don't regret knowing you, I regret putting myself in a situation in which I cannot control. I hate being in a situation where I overanalyze everything and then realize that I am just another girl to you. When in reality, it shouldn't be that way.
I need to do laundry or I'm going to start walking around naked, no one wants that, believe me.
Until later, love you.
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