Peace
Well played god. So much has happened this semester and I’m blessed for it all.
Joe brought us all closer together and he brought Lisa to us. Thank you joe.
James- I’m glad I met you when I did. :)
Conor- you’re the greatest and I thank you for always being there for our Lisa. You are always welcome over.
I love my Sarah, Kristin and Lisa.
Thank you joe- you will never be forgotten :) RIP
I do not truly hate anyone. I may say I do but I think its impossible for me to hate. I am true in my statement when I say I want to be friends/ I am your friend. I have been so busy this semester. I support all and any of my friends relationships at this very moment because I know they are all happy together which makes me happy. I am also now ready for a relationship- I am in a very good place, but it’s god decision and if he chooses for me to be single, I am also content. I am not forcing, but allowing happiness and life in.
Yesterday was my last group it was bitter sweet and there are still a lot of challenges I need to go through- family. I loved/ blessed to have met all the people I have met in my group. I hope to keep in touch with you guys!
Blog blog blog
Well I haven’t blogged lately.
It’s interesting because the reason I think I don’t is because I don’t need the “therapy” anymore. When I started my tumblr and I tumbled was because I felt torn apart. I couldn’t think straight. Writing my “prose” down helped but didn’t change that I hurt a lot about it, that I still loved him even how badly the situation was.
Now I’m better and there are no hard feelings from me to you, I believe you are happier.
But it sucks to know that I still think about you… Even after all the shit you put me through.
Sometimes i keep wishing I’ll find someone else to make me fully forget, but I honestly don’t want anyone.
Today I read deadoldlove- when I started following this blog, it was when everything was fresh and the association is still there. I just plowed through pages of it and shit, it’s depressing.
Then it makes me wonder, what is wrong with me? What is it? I can’t figure it out and it’s annoying- I’m obviously not good enough for anyone. But then again I am so uninterested in everyone. I’ve become just another person whose lives I thought were nerdy and boring, those “A sexuals” who will never know love nor try for. I am now an A sexual.
“you’re pretty but I don’t like you.” ” you’re the most interesting person I have met in a long time but, I don’t have feelings for you.” *guy hardcore flirts with me, but has kinda a thing with another girl*
It’s not that I want a boyfriend or anything-I want someone to be like, you, your good enough for me. Sigh
I knew i ask too much.
I’m also really tired as well today therefore I’m feeling depressed therefore I’m blogging…
It’s funny how different I was just a year ago. I was soo tired, but I was so happy. Now I’m just tired. Also I had a million guys chasing me and I was like eh, whatever- now, none.
I know I joke about being forever alone but I know for sure now, I am.
Yep.
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Me:
Hey, I just met you
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Me:
And this is crazy
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Me:
But I've got Alzheimers
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Me:
Hey, I just met you
Alone
This word is Er was the worst thing. I would be like oh no, I’m alone or forever alone…
But it’s funny, because without realizing it, it honestly what I have been fighting for this whole semester, my me time, all about me.
So as to rather searching for my other, I am very content with alone. :)
Maybe if I was pretty people would like me.
I feel ya… Im the “most interesting” but not the girl anyone wants. (Source: sk4ting)
...aaaand this is why Romeo & Juliet's not my fave
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romeo:
hey i just met you.
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romeo:
and this is crazy.
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romeo:
but i saw you at your dad's party that i wasn't supposed to attend and i thought you were pretty cute so i followed you and we kissed but then your nanny called you away and i found out you were a capulet and got bummed so i sneaked into your back yard in the middle of the night and climbed your balcony uninvited to profess my undying love after an hour even though i wanted to bone rosaline like two scenes ago.
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romeo:
so marry me maybe.
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