So I've learned a few things about myself lately:

I really only like drinking I'm certain situations.

It's starting to upset my stomach more.

I still don't have hang overs.

I don't like being out very late.

I don't like driving at night.

I'm turning into an old lady.

I swear I can be better
I could be more to you
But there are things that line my path
That I just had to do

And I found myself attached to this railroad track
But I'll come back to you some day
To you


Some day


Maybe I should just turn around
Walk away
For no matter how much I really do want to stay
You know I can when it's too late

Not having a good night. Nothing gets easier in life. Only harder. Bring on the tissues. I finished two boxes, I need another.

Brave face. Brave face. Brave face.

This song is by Rilo Kiley. It's called "A Man/Me/Then Jim." Basically, I suggest Rilo Kiley or Jenny Lewis to anyone out there.

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"I'm sorry I'm hard to live with
Living is the problem for me."

Gross.

I haven't showered since Wednesday. I haven't washed my hair since Thursday. I haven't washed my own hair since Tuesday. Ewww.

I don't know what's real and what's fake anymore.
Some of these feelings are so strong.
I keep getting frustrated. I can't hold off anymore. You make me angry. Everything makes me angry.

Sometimes, I think about going back. Then I realize what has changed. I have changed. And there's no going back. Nothing will ever be the same.

And I miss you.

Bongos and trumpets.