Thursday, December 30, 2010

I think I cried in my sleep.

Thursday, December 23, 2010

Way to destroy three friendships in one night.

What happened to you?

Friday, December 17, 2010

I know that it's true.

I saw it and I know.

But really, what could we have done?
Going on in that manner would have led to even more disaster.
At least we can...maybe we can't.
You never want to be friends again.
So I'll make new friends.
And you'll make new friends.
And I'll be here hoping you aren't drinking yourself to death.
And we'll go off in our separate ways.

You go this way.

I'll go that way.

And there's so many songs that remind me.
And I'll never get away.


You can go to New York City.
Get a place on the east side.
But don't leave my mind.

Monday, December 13, 2010

We're not the same, dear, as we used to be
The seasons have changed and so have we
There was little we could say and even less that we could do
To stop the ice from getting thinner under me and you.

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

We were lovers, now we can't be friends.
Could I have predicted it anymore than I did? Could I have held you off any longer? I didn't want this to turn into another best friend situation. I told you that. I've lost too many friends. But you forced it. You knew it was over the minute it happened. Then why bother calling it a break? It's a good thing I didn't come back isn't it? I really am beginning to wonder why I trust so easily.

Cried and cried. Talked to Amy in the white coat. Cried on the phone with her (cause she needs to listen to my problems really). And now let the poets cry themselves to sleep.

Monday, December 6, 2010

017. Respect myself.

018. Respect myself by not letting others disrespect me.

019. Love others.

058. Sell the button boxes and other crafts I make on etsy.

058. Sell the button boxes and other crafts I make on etsy.

064. Gee, break a 100 in bowling. (apparently this is much easier when you're on the phone with a friend listening to a Sufjan Stevens concert)

073. Go to the chiropractor more often.

085. Practice guitar.

086. And learn a new song.

087. And play it in front of people.

088. Go to a karaoke bar with friends.

089. And participate in at least 3 songs.

096. Get laser hair removal.

Thursday, December 2, 2010

Sometimes I curl up in a ball and sob.

Sometimes I don't know why. Sometimes the reason seems random and distant, but strong. Sometimes I can't, so I curl up anyway and heave silently.

I don't know why this happens.