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| I finally found something real.
This week was amazing. Kristi Bradshaw & Rachel Adamson are incredible. Those girls definitely made my week.
God is Great. I can handle these next 2 weeks. Thanks to you girls that are praying for me. I love you.
Now I'm leaving again tomorrow. 3 in the morning. Be sure to leave me comments since I'll be online over there. I love you all. Take care.

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| No matter what you do to me, I'm still here. For some odd reason, I stick around and put up with all your mood swings and unkind words. I just let your comments roll off me into a puddle on the floor. I make up excuses on why you didn't call try to think of all the answers. I keep going back for more even though sometimes you push me away. I don't know if I can do better, but do I really want to? You're quick to push me down when all I want is to be brought up. When I walk out for good, when I really gain the strength I need then maybe you will see. Maybe you can look back and say, "Wow that girl really did care about me."
2 days.
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Not seeing them for a month is going to be so hard.
I've got nothing to write.
Just that I hate timing.
I hate how just when I think everything will be fine, something has to
come and ruin that for me. How I'm so easily manipulated. How I just
want to be happy, but knowing that giving in to it will just result in
more pain in the end. I'm sick of not knowing what to do. I'm sick of
letting people take advantage of my feelings. Knowing that if someone
hurts me once, they'll hurt me again. But it's so hard when that person
means so much to you. It hurts knowing what's to come and having to
push all of your feelings aside because you keep telling yourself that
it's for the better.
It's for the better?
Is it?
I give up.
Thank Goodness for my girls. They mean the world to me.
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You do not know how much this hurts me
To say these things that I don't want to say
But have to say them anyway
I would do anything to end your suffering
But you would rather walk away
I hate this.
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