Friday, November 12, 2010

gp

I can't believe I did it. i stood up to this professor and he took it.. i hated that he talked to me like his daughter... i"m no one's daughter but my mom's, hahha, especially that creep's.

Tara was rufied the other night. scary stuff. I don't even think about that anymore, we're not newbies at going to the bar.. you have to be defensive when you're 19 sneaking in because all the creeps are preying on the easy ones. I can't believe it happened to her. the loss of control is enough to make you mad, not to mention the fact that you were prey. scary.. people are messed up in the head.

it was nice talking to her for 2 hours this morning.. i was watching 90210 and laying in bed. it was wonderful. i hope her shit works out.

my boys are so nice. tonight, they were both rolling on top of each other and me while we were sitting on out little itty bitty couch. I'm so happy, I just feel like nothing could get any better..

Monday, November 8, 2010

sss

it was a cold, dark night.
"look up!" he says
hoping for a rainbow i look up
little grains of snow
slowly falling towards my face
the size of the stars
i can see past the white dust
glowing golden in the street light
so small in their distance
of the black and blue
make-up of the universe.

Sunday, November 7, 2010

mmm

I wish I had something profound to say, but i don't. My thoughts go all day long, but once i get here, i have nothing. i'm tired. I feel like I annoy the person i love most of all. i don't know how else to behave. I am defensive, yes. i know that. but the farther you go, the more distant i become.