on the board.

with marker i will draw a box around myself.
some people know that it is dry erase, and others do not look hard enough to notice.

tonight will be just any night.

and tonight, i will sit. put on pajamas, eat ice cream, and watch great tv. really, this is all i want. for tonight.

three times doesn't make it better.

an unexplainable festering has taken over me the last two weeks. and i laugh. cry. whatever. but it's never really gone. just out of mind... but then something happens and it all comes down, down, down again. and i am lost in my own head of all places, wondering who to talk to, who could possibly understand if not even i can give a word of advice to myself. me. infj. counselor.
yeah right.
i'm just selfish.
and i take it out on people that i trust.
i'm so
so
so
sorry
but something is wrong
and tylenol doesn't help
lost
lost
lost

take that.

die, hope. die.

a day in the life.

hearing her voice, like it was in my basement. i missed her.
sick of headaches, my first migraine.
it can only get better... right?
wanting to throw a lasso around the moon for you and me.
wishing it was easier.
feeling bored.
grappling with issues, and then letting them drop.
phrases that are unconnected
except in my head.

a mismatch of different flavors, colors, people.

Song of the Day: You Belong To Me - Jason Wade.

i probably played it over ten times in a row. why? do not ask me.
anywho.

lately i am too caught up in my head... leaving me forgetful of others and tired from running in circles getting nowhere. time to move on. from what? again. do not ask me.

anyone remember this?

i just remembered the time when i was in grand haven with a few friends, and these young adultish males came up to us. they go: "oh hey... do you ladies have any sun tan oil?" Me, being such a clever flirt, says: "NO. We don't want skin cancer!"
MLIA.

help...

today i am listening to Big Girl (You are Beautiful) by Mika.
because today i feel gross, inside and out.