off to take a shower...
2003-02-18 ~ 2:32 p.m.

i hold the frosted strawberry pop tart theory to be fact.

though in all honesty, i don't know that there is a reason good enough to pry me from bed sometimes.

especially then.

forgive the wacked date/time stamp from yesterday...i had to clear the cmos and never got around to finishing the job.

i have tried to think about what i might update here...and it is a struggle.

think about the vows of silence that i willingly took to allow people in to this part of me...

and how i might break them all.

just thinking.

conversations this week have been intense and draining...drama abounds.

my mother...comrade...money....my mother and money...comrade and affiliates...*shaking head*

i have made good progress on my own. i have made some decisions. and while i might live to regret it, i have made decisions.

my mother...is going to be extended an invitation to therapy with me. i am terrified at the prospect of this, but it seems such a simple and rational idea suddenly.

comrade...i haven't put much of anything in here about this situation and i won't. but decisions have been made here as well. a compromise between the meeting of the minds, and after we speak the rest is up to you.

bills? *hiding envelopes* what?!

that is that.

nothing more...i have things to ponder, feelings to feel...

a really hot shower to take and sheets to slip between.

aside from the revolving door and the phone that never stops ringing...the drama and the bullshit that everyone endures...

things are good and this is fun.

*getting a towel out of the dryer*

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