"You must give up the life you planned in order to have the life that is waiting for you.” -- Joseph Campbell
February 26, 2013
You are right world. I did not care for one second that Tate was a murderer and a rapist. I did not nor do I care. Even though I probably should have and I assume that makes me a bad person. Blah blah blah whatever. But I love him so. And it has nothing to do with how attractive he is.
His poor tortured soul afflicted me so. The depth of his darkness is what caught me; trapped me; left me wanton.
Please be mine. I’m in love with your crazy.
February 16, 2013
This happened on Thursday:
Our mailman at work came into the store to deliver some letters. I previously noticed this week that he is fairly attractive. So on this day, after he left, I said to my manager (as sort of a joke) did she see the cute mailman and that I was going to give him my number.
The cashier working at the time is some 18/19 year old girl — no concept of the real world type; annoying and dumb, and thinks she is God’s gift to the world. She says to me directly: “Wouldn’t it be funny if the guys that came in here ACTUALLY wanted you.” then she proceeded to laugh out loud in my face.
That really happened.
Such a great Valentine’s Day being told I am basically kidding myself thinking anyone could possible ever want to be with me. I mean it is the truth but really?
January 14, 2013
December 27, 2012
I am at the point in my life when I am realizing I need to do things for myself and not everything based on everyone else.
Be an adult. Take risks. Try to be happy. Love stuff. Persevere. Learn. Establish. Relax. Succeed.
This is my life.