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| So now that I've had some time off, I've really felt better about
myself, although I still don't know whats up with me and Kristin
entirely. I went and saw her show last night, and since it
doens't pay to lie to yourself, I thought she did very well. I've
been going to the gym like a maniac, I've been running, well i was i'm
taking a break right now. I am doing really well, I feel. I
feel like Kristin and I have lost something, something small that we're
both going to pretend is still there for a little bit. Mark it
now, tho, I think things are settled from now on...or maybe I'm just in
for the surprise of my life. wouldn't that be nice...
Dude, Greg, you are a full fledged psycho. I can't believe that
I'm writing all of this shit down. I haven't gone back to read it
yet, but i'm pretty sure its all fuckign babble.
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| - Walking on the moon I loved the great parts...I hurt through the tough parts...
...We'll always have the moon... | | |
| - Such Great Heights Here I am, once again. I guess its fun to come back every once in a while. This page has pretty much become my life with Beth in anthology form...I'm pretty sure this will never be read by anyone but her. At the moment, I'm really just distraught about everything. I don't know whats up with us, I think she doesn't really have her stuff together, although she tells herself she does. She really flips out sometimes, at me, and I don't know what to do. On one hand I become furious because she says the most assinine things to me, like that she loves me more than I love her, and becomes mad about it. She doesn't even realize everything I do and have done for her. I am no prince by any means, but she will always be my princess no matter how many times she messes up, and she does mess up - just like me. The one thing, the one damned thing that keeps me from hanging up on the drunk, mean midnight phonecalls and deleting her out of my life is something that I could never touch. Really, I'm just afraid for her, and if I were to tell her this, she would tell me to not worry, but if i didn't worry then i wouldn't care, and I just can't let go, even if i tried. I don't think she thinks about me as a person. I'm going to school in florida, a thousand miles away from anything I could call home, and she is a big part of "home" for me. To call me up from hundreds of miles away, yelling at me, is a feeling that I can only describe as loneliness to the extreme. Its just the last reminder of how far away I am from everything I once knew. I don't know what to do..
True, it may seem like a stretch, but its thoughts like this that catch my troubled head when you're away and I am missing you to death. | | |
| "These Pills"? more like "these cousins". I can't believe the depths to which some people will go to make themselves seem flawless, they'd sell out everyone, even their own flesh and blood, to save themselves. And then they wonder why they are so alone in this world. Good luck, bitch, you'll need it. | | |
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