it creeps

it creeps
seeping in around the edges and
corrupting every thought

why even ask?

sometimes I wonder why people even ask. sometimes it’s even hard to talk to loved ones and friends about it, because you just end up feeling like you’re driving them away by being so… depressing.

it’s been a hell of a long time

wow. I guess I kind of forgot about this blog, for a long time. I should probably post a bunch of updates, even though nobody really cares. well, all of the various “boy situations” didn’t work out. I gave up on K. in December I started casually dating J, because as it turned out we […]

boyfriends, breakups, and bitches: part the first

my life history in relationships to start off, I was a ham as a kid. a HUGE ham. everyone loved me. and I’m not just talkin’ when I was too little to remember, either. I’m talkin’ from about the age of three to about the age of seven. and men, especially, thought I was the […]