Today is my mother's Birthday.
There is so much to tell and I'm a little torn as to what to say first....
I'm hiding things. I'm holding them close and burying them.
It rained today. I'm so glad.
I don't think I like the cute guy anymore. He's.... just not what he was when I didn't know him. Sure, I like having someone to talk to but some of the things he says, well... they are hurtful. It's only painful because I can't understand how someone can say things like that. [/sigh] sometimes I care too much... too kind, too compassionate
So.... my mom's new thing is to think something is wrong with me at all times. Every time we talk on the phone she worries I'm not taking care of myself. Hey, I am taking care of myself. Well, just today I took a nap cause I was so tired. I had three good dreams. GOOD dreams. Not bad dreams so everything must be okay. I've been drinking a little again. I .... I still get a little funky at times where I don't want to talk to anyone. I've been kinda lazy and I'm withdrawing. I've been playing my video game and watching Friends... not talking to roommates as much anymore.
I look really pretty = w = I should go to a bar sometime... dance and drink, why not XDDD Well, the weird guys for one >.> yuck.
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Fragmented Self who wanders through life like a dreamer and wades through the river of dreams as though it were the only truth left in this world
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