When you learn to live alone nothing seems scary anymore.
Then, love comes along.

I don't like that people own the names I wanted to change my LJ name to and they aren't even wanderers.

The sacrum, very much so.

I'm addicted to Nip/Tuck.

It's not about figuring out where I want to live, not for me, and not right now.


It's about using the money I would on rent to travel to the places I feel like being whenever I feel like being there.

I don't care how much everything hurts anymore.

I'm going to suck it up and live while I am still here.

Umm, I was gonna say something.

I forget.

tomorrow i am going to cut my list down.

my list of friends... real life friends.

etc.


no more bullshit.

WHATEVER I HAVE BEEN THROUGH SO MUCH AND I'M STILL HERE, STILL STANDING.

I'm stronger than anyone else I know so fuck you brain. I'm never ever giving up.

I am so lonely. This is a horrible feeling and one that is pretty damn new to me. I've spent my whole life avoiding real relationships. First it was by hiding in books then behind a computer when we got one and I was 12.

It's like after moving to VA and developing friendships far above surface, I realized how amazing it is to have friends. People that called instead of abusing texts, people that showed up at my apartment when I refused to go out and forced me to, people who still call or email to this day asking how I'm doing and telling me how they are.

In a way I hate them for showing me this side of the human condition but mostly I love them with all of my heart for making me feel truly loved and appreciated.