There are often so many thoughts in my head and after leaving school there is little venue for me to express them. I am hoping this will be a way for me to dialogue if only with myself.
Thursday, May 12, 2005
My chasity and my calling to the convent, evidence? You tell me.
Okay so I am going to tell you a secret. I have this amazing talent. I don't know what it is about me, but it seems that no matter what it always happens just this way. I am amazing at getting guys into bed. After a couple of hours I can bring them home with me. I get them into my bed, but when it comes to the businazz they don't follow through. I get told lines and lines about you are so special, there is something different about you, I can tell you have been hurt, I just want to hold you. Why can't guys be honest and just say "you don't do it for me." They would save us both some time and I might actually get laid if the "cock blocks" would get out of the way! I don't understand, all these guys say he was dumb, I don't know why he wouldn't want to be with you, but then all they have to tell me is why they don't want to be with me and the puzzle is solved. I guess I had it right when I was younger, I am meant to be a nun!
Wednesday, May 11, 2005
MIA: What the people you need most are.
Yeah I know I haven't posted in awhile and that is because my computer completely died. No I mean it, the darn thing doesn't even turn on... but I just bought a brand new sweet dell! However, the rest of my life isn't going so well... yeah same old same old... got dumped by another guy... but the worst thing of all... my sister has chosen my EX over her own flesh and blood. I should have seen this coming. It hurts so bad. It is my own fault. It is time to move on! Oh well, the amount you sacrifice to be close to the ones you love isn't enough for them. Maybe it is just the bottle of wine. :-) But I don't think so. The final push is there... I am getting out of here, ASAP. So much for the lease, the desire to be near them and help them. I need to get away if only to preserve myself. Goodbye, maybe someday I will figure it out.
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