hmm. I wanna blog about something but I’m sick of all this emo-ness so I’m passing.
I’m blogging cause Mr. Bridge-maker is supposed to be on google-talk to chat but he’s nowhere in sight. ARGH HATE THIS.
so anyway, I saw this on threadless so cuuute. “I’m in love with life but life wants to be ’just friends’ “. HAHAHA. Really made me laugh like hell/. I miss my office I miss the weird guys who work there and the weird room we work in and the strange ticking noise. I know everything happens for a reason. But really everyday with these kids is killing me. I think I’m gonna lose my sanity soon. But I need to stick it out cause I’ve got no choice and I really really really really need the money.
I don’t understand how people can be so real and genuine. So honestly real bout who they are where they came from and how much they don’t know where the hell they’re going. I really appreciate it and wonder if I’ll ever be able to be the same.
So ADDICTED to oldies these days y’know. Like seriously flashback to the 80s and the 90s. Its the only thing that’s keeping me sane and reminding me of who I am. I wonder how much it’ll break you if I tell you my identity is tied to my faith so strongly that I’ll completely lose all sense of priscy-ness if I lost it. I wonder if you’ll be able to take it. I wonder if you’ll be there. I wonder if you’ll try to pull me out of it.
still lonely but not as desperate and slowly but surely gaining some sense of sanity back. EVERY SINGLE DAY.
-if you’ll still love me tommorrow