it's good to see you, i missed you last night.

i don't have a home. i don't feel comfortable or at ease anywhere. i lied, when i'm with my mom and ali i feel at home. i hope we get that place in laguna.
i feel like shit i feel like shit i feel like shit.
brian blew my phone up last night, with death wishes. for himself. "he probably cried himself to sleep". sad, but probably true. it's amazing that someone can feel that bad. he goes so dark.
i don't feel good. i'm unsettled. my whole situation is unsettling.
i'm exhausted but i can't fall asleep. i don't want to fall asleep. i wish i had someone to comfort me. i want to be comforted all the time by others. i need to satisfy myself. only after taking care of myself can i even fathom taking care of another.
jake. he's always there for me. unconditionally. i could learn a thing or two from him.

begging ocean please help me drown these memories

waking up next to b was so comforting. i miss our apartment and making dinner and watching movies. i miss it but i know i wasn't in a good place. he was and is unstable and i don't know what i want. i feel like i have a void. no matter what i do or where i am i can't fill it.
i was figuring things out about myself and being positive when i first moved here. now that my sister moved in with us i feel like i can't shine my brightest. it's horrible. i hate that i feel that way. it's like i resent her for some strange reason. and she resents me too. we have tension toward each other. she's so quick to anger with me, but if it was anyone else she would be gentle and kind and helpful. it hurts me.
god, thinking about my mom hurts me. i wish we could just live together in a house and be happy. i hate that she's living with her friend and that i'm living with my friend. all i want is stability. i miss her but i'm so mad at her for getting married so suddenly and then getting her marriage annulled even faster. it was pointless.
jake doesn't want anything to do with me.. that hurts. i guess i deserve it. it's like he wants to forget i ever existed. i feel like shit for how much i hurt him. he's right i am selfish.

and then the tears pour out of my blue eyes

cried myself to sleep again. i don't know why i feel like this.

if you don't need me, then don't deceive me

ahh. so you apologize for being distant or rude and say you don't think we should be physical... then go back on everything you said and have sex with me. but you realize what you're doing and then stop.. how am i supposed to take that? of course we don't talk about it after it happened.
you're kind of an asshole. i don't know if you know it though. i know you're going through something, i wish you'd let me in. i guess all i can do is be patient with you. i don't want to wait around and i won't but i'm not looking for someone to keep my mind off of you.

my heart has thawed and continues to beat

last night was the most fun i've had in so long.
i loved giggling with you. we were in our own world.
i love that you and i have the same stupid sense of humor.

and out of everyone i've met, it's you i can't forget.

i feel like you have an altered image of who i am.
there is a lot more to me than a drunken hook up.
i don't expect a relationship, but i want to get to know you.
and i would like for you to know who i am as a person.
i like that you do your own thing, i don't want to see you everyday.
but it'd be nice to see you during the week and not just the weekends.
when i got back in contact with you, my intention was to be friends.
us sleeping together is inevitable.
we have amazing chemistry.
you get my stupid humor, and add to it.
i value the time i spend with you.

but i like you because you are true blue.

mama tells me i shouldn't bother, that i ought to stick to another man. a man that surely deserves me, but i think you do.

i want you to be genuine with how you feel about me.
i don't want to be someone you fuck when you feel like.
if that's all i am, i want this to end.
i actually, really like you.
i think about you every day.
i don't think it's infatuation, i've felt like this for a year now.

besides, maybe this time is different. i mean, i really think you like me.

why do you spoil me?
ohh, i don't know.
yeah, you do.

it was a good lay

you are free you are free you are freezing

apartment. 3,000. job. school. alaska.