Wednesday, May 9, 2012
My ex is from Austin, Texas. Gaby's new man is from Austin, Texas. My previous ex is currently in Austin, Texas. And yet, all I can think about are all the grimey shit that goes on down there. And we all thought Virginia was bad. At least we only smoked pot for the most part. So glad I never grew up in Texas.
Monday, May 7, 2012
Thursday, May 3, 2012
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
Took off my flannel today in class and one of my classmates yells out, "Sarah! Did you lose weight?!" I sharply replied with, "Yes, I just got out of one of the worst relationships of my life. I lost weight," in my head. But actually tell her, "Uhh yeah, but not on purpose." Nobody told me I looked like a skeleton until I went into the H&M fitting room to try on clothes and I saw it for myself. To letting things you shouldn't get the best of you.
Monday, April 30, 2012
Sunday, April 29, 2012
Saturday, April 28, 2012
Since the other day, I noticed Tinkerbell will no longer let me out of her sight. She kisses my bruises and scratches before bed and in the morning whem we wake. She kisses my pain away. She knows. It's as if she feels guilty for not being there to protect me when it happened. But if anything, I'm glad she wasn't because then she probably wouldn't be here with me right now.
Thursday, April 26, 2012
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
When everything in your life becomes so overwhelmingly unsure, nothing makes sense anymore, thoughts don't form, the strongest people in your life are just as broken as you, stories don't add up, and nothing stays consistent minus the fact that you make the wrong choices. I feel like I'm digging myself into a grave, and there's nothing that'll get me out but my own willpower, that I spent all of keeping us alive.
Saturday, March 31, 2012
Monday, March 26, 2012
So I complain a lot, I know I do. And yes, maybe he seems terrible. But until he proves to me otherwise, every man is evil and up to no good. But he's been surprising me every day since the last time I wrote. And things were so lovely for a while, but I'd hate to call them one thing if it meant that those times were over. This love is cosmic. And it's only growing. And I know we're getting restless. We're both so terrified of things growing to a certain point and getting comfortable, because we're tauruses and all we want is to be comfortable, but once we get there, we just snap. I'm afraid. I'm so afraid of reaching that point of no return. But who knows, maybe I'm just being usual paranoid self. Who knows.
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