Sta.sh
Tired
So it's been a bit over a year since I posted a journal entry. Wow...
I think I fell in love, no, I know I fell in love. But the one time I let myself fall, he wasn't there to catch me. I thought that this turn of events would leave my heart over-flowing with emotion and inspiration. But really, it's broken at this point.
My hand shakes every time I pick up a pencil, and I don't have the heart to start skething. And when I am able to draw, the girls always resemble me, and the boys him.
I don't think it's very healthy.
What do I do to get closure if I'm still waiting for him?
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~Kelsey
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...in bed.
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Coffee. It's what's for dinner tonight. And breakfast. And lunch. And snack. And midnight snack. Okay, I'm a poet. Cut me some slack.
*revives with her magical powers*
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a smile isn't the result of good things.
if you smile and believe good things will happen;
that's a preface to good things happening
I updatedddd.
Be proudddd.
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a smile isn't the result of good things.
if you smile and believe good things will happen;
that's a preface to good things happening
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smile!.. tomorrow will be worse...
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I make mistakes, I’m out of control, and at times hard to handle. But if you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me at my best.
-Marilyn Monroe
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Smile... it confuses people.