What counts. February 01, 2003 ~ 8:22 PM Noah hurt me. But he loves me. That's what counts. Right? My parents treated me like crap sometimes, and treated me like somethign precious other times. All that time they loved me. They are loving me right now. That's what counts. Right? Jeez. It's scary whenever I can draw a parallel between my Noah and my parents. Love sucks. Love sucks. Love sucks. I know he loves me. He just needs his space. If I knew we weren't gonna eat together, I wouldn't have stayed. He coulda been nicer than "Get out of my face", though. I just wanted to kiss him cuz I loved him. I'd been snoozing alone... weird dreams n nightmares and such... and I woke up and saw him. Just wanted to love him. Oh well. I'm okay. I'm always okay. I'm okay I'm okay I'm okay I'm okay. Prozac... mmmm... drugs... ~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~ �MY 5 MOST RECENT ENTRIES� August 02, 2004 [3:29 AM] - Took the HELL test again... July 29, 2004 [3:57 AM] - Forgiveness... Meh. Lol July 28, 2004 [4:54 PM] - Emotional Limbo... *bends over backwards* July 28, 2004 [1:29 PM] - the miracle of Moo July 28, 2004 [3:05 AM] - The sound of the ocean.... |