If only I could go back to late-January

when I was on the edge of decision making.  Clearly I would be in Dallas by now.  The situation of being torn between two boys and not wanting to leave because of anxiety should not have even come up.  Had it been the old me, I wouldn't have given two fucks about anyone else but myself.

But there's a lesson in everything.  Maybe I needed to start thinking about others.



Nahhh.  Fuck that.

xx

my hair is going back to this soon.

thank gawd.

i've said it a few times before,

but i'm back to continue writing.  so much has happened in my life...so many emotions and life experiences.  my creativity has been silenced by alcohol and anger. i'll begin to pour out my aches and pains tomorrow after i've slept off my cough syrup in hopes of a healthier and more creative self.

g'night.
xx

brings tears to my eyes.

There was a renaissance in my soul. I feel alive again.

The spark of my rebirth...

It's almost been a year since I've written to you last. Since last summer, I've been busy losing myself. I've been the most upset with my current predicaments than ever. I don't even know how I abandoned my blog, but I'm going to use it to get my personality, and my life, back.

Talk to you soon.

xx