The urge and need to write is driving me mad, I just feel so much and can't really put any coherent thoughts together. I guess the fever does that to a person.
Mr Texas is leaving today, taking off again to some unknown place, to be unheard from again. I guess the pain isn't as bad this time, I will worry, I always do, but at this point in my life it's hard to feel anything other than that.
Maybe its because whats left of my heart is with someone else. And Mr MI can't even say he loves me anymore. What a predicament I'm in. :p
I am so hard inside, I don't like myself anymore. Mr. TX says I should always be strong, stop being "weird" and "stalky". Worry and love made me that way. Everyone I ever loved has gone.
Watching the walking dead could teach me something about survival.
I love that show.
Back to the chills and shivers,
Catch you later.
Mr Texas is leaving today, taking off again to some unknown place, to be unheard from again. I guess the pain isn't as bad this time, I will worry, I always do, but at this point in my life it's hard to feel anything other than that.
Maybe its because whats left of my heart is with someone else. And Mr MI can't even say he loves me anymore. What a predicament I'm in. :p
I am so hard inside, I don't like myself anymore. Mr. TX says I should always be strong, stop being "weird" and "stalky". Worry and love made me that way. Everyone I ever loved has gone.
Watching the walking dead could teach me something about survival.
I love that show.
Back to the chills and shivers,
Catch you later.
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9005900:
Hang in there; hopefully tomorrow brings better light.
redhornets:
You have told a good little mini story about your heart right here on the blog, maybe take off from there? What has worked for me is to just write whatever comes to mind, then go back and see if it is worth shaping up and keeping or not. Sometimes it is for me, and I feel good about it, other times not and I'm like "what was I thinking?" But at least it is movement on the page...er, screen?