October, November...same difference...

'Cause nothin' lasts forever
And we both know hearts can change
And it's hard to hold a candle
In the cold November rain
We've been through this such a long long time
Just tryin' to kill the pain
But lovers always come and lovers always go
An no one's really sure who's lettin' go today
Walking away
If we could take the time to lay it on the line
I could rest my head
Just knowin' that you were mine...all mine
So if you want to love me
then darlin' don't refrain
Or I'll just end up walkin'
In the cold November rain
...

I don't want to love anybody else...

and the million dollar question is...

if I am too good for him then why am I not with him?

G.

You won... and I didn't even know I was in competition with anyone- let alone someone I didn't even know existed.

I wish I had found out some other way.

3 days later
-2 pounds later
a box of tissues later

it hasn't gotten any easier.

Saturday night I died and you were what killed me... and to think that you seemed nice enough that we could have been friends.

But I love him.
More than he has ever known.
And as you kissed me hello and goodbye, you didn't know that.

And I probably will never stop loving him
But you are the girlfriend
and I'll respect that.

But make him happier than I ever could...
it'll justify the sadness I feel now.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JENNIE! HAPPY BIRTHDAY YVETTE!

Nice :)

Congratulations to Mr. Al Gore for winning the 2007 Nobel Peace Prize for his work in educating the masses about global warming.

An Oscar, an Emmy and a Nobel prize all in one year...not bad Mr. VP!

Something unusual, something strange comes from nothing at all...

"Oh, mirror in the sky
What is love?
Can the child within my heart rise above?
Can I sail through the changing ocean tides?
Can I handle the seasons of my life?

... I don't know...

Well, I've been afraid of changing
'Cause I've built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Children get older

I'm getting older too."

-Landslide by Fleetwood Mac
_Title is from "Amie" by Damien Rice

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!!!

i love her i love her i love her i love her i love her i love her i love her i love her

A prisoner.

I finally bought furniture. It took me a while, but I have managed to fill my living space with stuff I didn't think I needed but that now I wonder how I ever did without.

So much for being a minimalistic hippy!

It's been a weird week and is only Monday.

Yesterday I asked myself when does it end. Today I wonder if God has something against me. I am almost afraid to go to sleep because I can't even imagine what will come to me tomorrow. But tomorrow is my mother's birthday and regardless of what happens I'll be happy on her behalf.

I feel a little bit weird getting personal on this blog these days. Although for a long time this has been a safe haven for me to write relatively freely having to worry of nothing but hate mail from strangers, it seems like this is becoming a saftey hazard. ` Years after I started writing, my blog has become the hangout of people I know who I would much rather keep at an arms length.

Needless to say, I have become weary and yet I refuse to stop writing. This time around I think that I will simply ommit certain topics in the hopes that "it" will go away. Most would think this is hypocritical on my part; however, it's probably the best thing to do even for myself. Sometimes I deal with things as I write about them...maybe I'm better off not dealing with them at all.

I mean really...if I must deal with them I better do so with tight white lingerie and not here...hahahaha