note to self

do not drink an entire bottle of wine by yourself and expect no drunk tears.

im not a happy camper. is it too much to ask for men to not be "so" stupid? im talking about each and every one of them. all dumb. so dumb. i hate them all.

men are overrated.

tick. tock. tick. tock. tick. tock.


and here i wait.


i hope he calls.

i dont know what i want right now....ahhhhhh...i feel like a crazy squirrel hunting down my nuts that i hid over the fall, but i cant remember where i put them or which one is the best one. i dont know why i am comparing myself to a squirrel...perhaps i just really just lost my mind.


i want to talk to everyone, but i want all of my deep dark inner secrets kept safe with only me. i want to spill my guts out and have word vomit like ive never had before, but i am silent.


ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...please let it snow so bad that no one can leave their houses...so bad that i cannot even open my door to leave.....let it snow sooo bad that my house is covered and i can be a hermit w/o having to choose to be. (side note: i detest snow)

i hope... too desperately
i admit... too honestly
i care... too easily
i need... too emotionally
i trust... too dangerously

i love... too recklessly

this is me, for better or for worse, this is me. i have flaws, you have flaws. please let world not judge me.