I feel like such a burden.

Just friends = Kiss of death.

So it's official...we're just friends, no more late night rendezvous. He said it was unhealthy for us to be carrying in such a way. I do know from our conversations though that I've made a good friend and I'm glad I'm getting at least that out of it. He cares and I need that.

Why is it so effin' cold?

I look like shit. This'll be good for the interview. [Interviewer said I interviewed well, that's good. It didn't seem like the secretary liked me too much though.]

Big step in getting help today. He had to fuss at me about it and it's like that was the kick in the pants I needed.

I'm going to be okay with the situation. I have no choice but to be.

Stupid heffer, I already have a fear of escalators and now you want to go and bump me while I'm trying to get on the escalator AND my hands are full. You should be shanked.

The construction going on at work seems to be causing these stupid headaches I've been getting. Only a month more.

People do genuinely care about me. More so than I think.

I was glad to get out and see friends...but seeing him with her was quite hard. I handled it the best I could. I'll get over it eventually, but it's going to take some time.

My heart needs some mending.

I always connect/click/whatever with the wrong men.

It fucking sucks.

Think people don't care, then quite paying your bills.

I really need to learn how to filter what I say. One of these days someone is going to beat my ass.

No friendly lunches. Me thinks he's unable to control himself alone with a woman. Or maybe I'm just making excuses. Who knows.

When you go to the Sweet Factory, it's best not to mix the chocolate covered raisins with the chocolate covered cookie dough. You'll reach into your bag and not know what you're going to get. Personally it's not my favorite combination

So I saw these awesome big black X pastee's/nipple covers and I want them for no reason other than to wear them and go around flashing people.

I'm looking for someone who finds perusing the sex shops entertaining and fun. Who can keep up in the bedroom. Who can help me make up for all this lost time.

I'm pushing him away and shutting him out when I know I shouldn't be.

I feel like such a burden.

I escape reality by living in hopes and dreams.

Music makes me cry a lot these days.

I will always be in need of a hug.

Sometimes I just want to be held in a non-sexual way.

Can someone do something nice for me? Dinner? A movie? Drinks at one of my favorite bars? Please. I need some cheering up.

Why is the White Castle up the street taking dinner reservations for Valentine's Day? Is that some place you'd really want to take your honey for a special treat?

"When a person really desires something, all the universe conspires to help that person realize his dream..." The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho

I finally got my hands on The Alchemist that everyone else has been reading.

So I think I might have a little crush on TheMC. I think. That or I'm transferring from one to another.

I dislike when people bash the men that hurt me. Usually it's my fault that I got hurt. I'm the one who gets involved with people I shouldn't. I'm the one who hypes it up to more than it usually is.

ThePsycho asked me why I wasn't talking to him. WTF?

I'm tired of worrying about money and being unhappy.

Just love me.