The pain inside, which I cannot express with words, consume my soul in fear of abandonment.
The pain inside, which I cannot express with words, consume my soul in fear of abandonment.
I’m starting to wonder, why some people don’t get a clue. I suppose I should just come right out and say what I want, but I won’t. That just isn’t how I do things. Is it mean? Is it bad for me? I should do what I want and not care too much about another persons feelings, because my happiness is what should matter.
A person should be able to do as he/she pleases with out having to worry about what the world will think of them. I think I’m changing little by little. When will I achieve Howard Rourke status? Probably never, but at least I’m closer to understanding.
[Tags] People
I’ve been trying to get back into writing for a while now, but the words don’t seem to flow as they used to. It’s probably because I don’t have a whole lot going on at the moment. I could always make stuff up though. I guess I’ll be random then.
So, I bought the new Motorola Droid from Verizon Wireless. I like it. It does a lot… In the end, it’s just a phone… Of course I realize this after I’ve bought it.
You know how you sit there waiting for a phone call and it never comes? Then when you’re doing something, the person calls you. No? Maybe, I’m just lame. Well, that always happens to me. I drop whatever I’m doing to answer, because it’s him. I think I need to stop doing that. I need to find a balance. It’ll come.
I’m sick again. A cold. I was just sick with a cold a couple of weeks ago. I don’t think this is normal. I’ve gotten sick about six times this year. Making up for last year, I think. I didn’t get sick at all last year.
That’s it. I have nothing more to say right now, so I will leave it at this.