| Dear Xanga,
I'll still read my subscriptions. I know every word they say.
And it hurts.
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| school woo.
i am so excited to get out of here. there is so much draining me. i
think i have found a home in columbia. its my place. i'm excited to
study. i want to get something out of life. i really see more for
myself. i have no idea what i want to do in life. but i'm out to find
some answers. i'm not sure if teaching is the path i want to go on
anymore. and its kinda scary. all my life i thought i was sure of that,
and now i'm not sure of anything. but i know i have faith and that will
guide me through this rough patch in my life. i think once i get back
on campus my life will start to fall back in place. or at least i hope.
ok, i'm rambling at this point. its late and i got a family reunion to
go to tomorrow in eastern ky.
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| i have neglected my poor xanga.
its been a month since i have posted.
wow.
time flies.
and so does your summer.
but pizza and sweet tea are waiting on me.
i guess an update will have to wait.
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| stripped down.
revealing the inner workings
the delicate balance disturbed
of how i used to be
rain pours outside my window
consuming every thought
dripping off my skin
plastered to my body
you.
you are there.
dripping off my fingertips
its something i can't catch
i can't grasp.
i can't hold.
not even for the most minute of seconds
you.
you are slipping away from me.
broken and exposed
the reality is crushing
and the rain falls
pounding the life away from me.
and you.
you don't care.
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| Jared...
jared is coming to visit me...
today!!!!!!!!
and staying for the weekend.
OMG.
I am excited.
yep.
thats all i got.
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