Wed Nov 19 2014
SparkPeople 21157 steps; 390 minutes + 6.67 miles
personal: realized there are feelings there.
Emily's World
Welcome to a place I refer to as home
Its comfy and cozy and usually only bears room for one
Wednesday, November 19, 2014
Wednesday, November 12, 2014
i feel like you don't get this thirteen years later
and that's just the title of this ridiculous post!
that is how much anger is sitting here waiting for you to give a damn, biggest mistake of my life!
that is how much anger is sitting here waiting for you to give a damn, biggest mistake of my life!
Saturday, November 1, 2014
1671 starts this session
Let's be frank, I should seriously have a session, with an actual psychologist, not some flimsy you found in the white pages.
I am sad
I am depressed
I am angry
Worse, I feel mad
I have hate towards people I have never met
I choose not to meet her
Dumb Bitch
Worse, Option A
Thanks pop!
I shouldn't be getting after your stupid brain
Let's face it
I am more angry at Kirsten. Kate. What the fuck ever!
She Left Us.
a phrase i was reluctant too at first. I had to come around to their feelings. I was insulted, but not the only one.
She Hurt More Than Me.
Kirsten, You Broke My Heart (before I knew it existed)
I am sad
I am depressed
I am angry
Worse, I feel mad
I have hate towards people I have never met
I choose not to meet her
Dumb Bitch
Worse, Option A
Thanks pop!
I shouldn't be getting after your stupid brain
Let's face it
I am more angry at Kirsten. Kate. What the fuck ever!
She Left Us.
a phrase i was reluctant too at first. I had to come around to their feelings. I was insulted, but not the only one.
She Hurt More Than Me.
Kirsten, You Broke My Heart (before I knew it existed)
Friday, October 31, 2014
but, But, BUT, how am I suppose to know?
Yes,
Thirteen Years.
That's how old I was.
Dropping us girls off, waiting for the light to change, and that right turn.
Did J know what was happening when he got dropped off?
Did anyone else wake with that sick feeling in their gut?
Thirteen years, a long time ago.
Twenty-Seven, here I come.
Lets make sure it hurts in the end.
Thirteen Years.
That's how old I was.
Dropping us girls off, waiting for the light to change, and that right turn.
Did J know what was happening when he got dropped off?
Did anyone else wake with that sick feeling in their gut?
Thirteen years, a long time ago.
Twenty-Seven, here I come.
Lets make sure it hurts in the end.
Wednesday, October 29, 2014
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