Too little too late.

How ironic. The stuff I ordered for us just arrived today, when I'd been waiting for it for 2 weeks. What a day to receive it. What a day.


Yup, this post was meant for you to see.

Mr. Mayer never fails to articulate my thoughts

The saddest kind of sad is the sad that tries not to be sad. You know, when Sad tries to bite its lip and not cry and smile and go, “No, I’m happy for you”? That’s when it’s really sad.

Too many tears have fallen in your name

I've been here for 24 nights. How many of those nights have I spent crying?
Uncountable.







I really wish someone would just stab me in the chest; claw my eye out; set me on fire or anything of the sort. I would rather any of that, than to go through one more night of this torture. So, please. Anyone? Hear my cry.