God Can Explain

There are a lot of things I understand.  There are a lot of things, that I don’t want to know.  But you’re the only face I recognize.  And it’s so damn sweet of you, to look me in the eyes….
I find myself remembering a time when I was sitting in a corner, my back pressing hard against [...]

64 Comments »Filed under: The good old daysPosted on May 26th, 2005

Pissed… but not at you

I know, I know.  But it’s so much deeper than that.  It’s so easy for you to say, and yet so hard for me to do. 
Failure is something I know, and understand, but want no part of any more.  I’ve built these walls around me, and her, so that whatever happens, I KNOW it will [...]

2,728 Comments »Filed under: The good old daysPosted on May 25th, 2005

Fly

“I’ll spread my wings and look to the sun….”
Decisions, decisions.
Sometimes, it’s the ones that seem so obvious, that are so hard to make. 
I know what I should do, I know what I’ve wanted for all this time.  I know, that finally, he’s willing to give me, be who, I’ve wanted for 10 years.  10 YEARS.
But, [...]

5 Comments »Filed under: The good old daysPosted on May 22nd, 2005

All Grown Up

I did something on Tuesday that many won’t agree with.   I’m not even going to say what it was, I don’t feel that in this venue it’s important.  Those who need to know, do, and that’s what counts. 
What really matters is that I found myself in a situation, took decisive action and followed through.  I [...]

5 Comments »Filed under: The good old daysPosted on May 19th, 2005

Blech

I haven’t felt much like writing. 
I haven’t felt much like doing anything infact. 
Depression’s a bitch.
I should already know this.  But things have been so good here lately.  On the depression side anyway, and then this.  It just had to happen.  It had to stress me out, and now, I’m exhausted to no end. 
But, tomorrow it [...]

5 Comments »Filed under: The good old daysPosted on May 16th, 2005

Immortalized

I’m feeling very dismal, dreary, bleak. 
Life, this life, is so strange, so funny. 
I haven’t spoken to TheBoy since Sunday afternoon.  I miss him to a degree, but not speaking with him makes me stronger.  I started to feel like I needed him, and I don’t want that.  I don’t need anyone.  I just want to [...]

No Comments »Filed under: The good old daysPosted on May 5th, 2005

Quickie

I just spoke to my brother for the first time in weeks which, not suprisingly, stressed me out.  That on top of finals this week and next, work, Em, the boy (don’t get me started), and being flat broke for the first time in monthes, makes me a bit cranky. 
There’s something I want to say [...]

1 Comment »Filed under: The good old daysPosted on May 4th, 2005