jordanstanley
I used to have million os scarves, more for fashion than warmth. But they're so old now. I have a few still just for sometimes, but much more for warmth now. They took away and sometimes overwhelmed outfits I think, and now they're not covering up any hickeys i may or may nor have had. They're just warming my soft skin, white as snow.
I almost jumped. But the scenes of last summer cascaded my mind like the blanket i held as he lashed me. It was all in the past. Why should I die in order to erase something so horrid, but at the same time, so out of my life. It was almost a catastrophe. But it wasn't, due to my epiphany.
My mom has a lot of control. She controls my life, my choices, and my failures. Perhaps the failures thing, if anyones smart enough to understand that, helps me out. Perhaps she protects me... Guides me even. Control definitely has some negative conotations. No longer
The final day of the week is saturday, but it really seems like sunday is. Sunday you do nothing, you sit at home, watch football, AND eat. It is the day to get courage for monday. the recovery day. They should change that. Sunday is the final. Monday is only the start of hell. I don't like Mondays...
My boyfriend got me the cheapest gift on valentines day. Yes, the usual chocolates... a box of FIVE which was lame, and then he was like, oh dont worry thats not it. and i was like, ok good. so he pulls out a 3 inch teddy bear. maybe not even three inches. it was bad. i dumped his sorry ass the next day. not related at all or anything...