Monday, October 25, 2010


They all fucking suck. They all hurt.
I need to get out of this town.

When you're dreaming with a broken heart, waking up is the hardest part.

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Of Course

Ell got dumped and she needs me. So I'm there.
After all the shit she did to me, I'm there.
Of course of course of course.

Saturday, October 23, 2010

He's Back.

Mitch, back from the hospital.
I missed him, so so so so much. And he wants to hang out with me.

He just needs to text me first.

Sunday, October 17, 2010


I wanna wear pretty shirts.
I wanna be a good person.

Saturday, October 16, 2010

Let it Be

Em was courageous enough to let me see her blog. Now, as a fellow blogger, I know from experience that is a very terrifying thing. A persons blog is a product of all the words and bile and feelings they hold at the very bottom of their stomachs.
I read every word. I am once again struck by her ability to write. So fantastic. I realized that we felt a lot of the same things at the same time. We both held Mitch up on the very highest pedestal we could build. He both broke our hearts. We both still care about him too much.

A few days ago, Sam mentioned him. Just an offhand comment. But Em and I both fell silent. Mitch. My Mitch. Our Mitch. The Mitch that was once the very blood in our veins. The Mitch that still holds us in the very palm of his hands.
Damn him.