I can't breath...But that's the life of an asthmatic...I don't really want to do anything...I don't want to get out of bed. I don't want to eat. I don't want to talk, smile, read. But I'm not sure what to do with myself...So here I am.
Yesterday, Today, more than usual. But she's pushing me out. Same old pattern. Maybe I should just set my watch to her breakdowns and move on. I'm always there for her and when I need her...she's...not here.
How I talk about getting over her and moving on, to learn how to love somebody other than her...Because you and I both know that I can't. And of course, she knows it too...
That underwear add is really beginning to get to me...Think I could sue "International Jock" for turning me gay? Blue balls huh? What color would they be if I could punch the model in the balls? I'm feeling a bit violent tonight...It's too dark to go running.
Except I've already had her and can't seem to get her back for the 35245348953457th time. I can suduce married men. But the one girl I love more than life...No deal.
Where's the piano?
Vanessa Carlton...New...Interesting maybe? I can't decide if I like this CD or not...maybe it'll grow on me.
I read Grl2Grl today, in about an hour. Burmudez Triangle is interesting...I'm coming to see that I use that word far too often. Interesting has become my synomyn for so many words.
I'm not interested (AGAIN WITH THE I-WORD). So why did I smile like the fool I am and why do I want her to text me back so badly?
Nothing that I could cure with tea...
Amy V. I...Now accepting lover applications....
If only it was that easy....